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here are the blurbs i wrote on this page when i was younger. they’re not the best. but here they are.

in order of least cringe to most cringe (i’ll highlight which ones are new if i write more) | updated June 28, 2021

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The Eras Tour — Act I — Lover

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From Everyman Cinema’s twitter.

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Hi !! Can you rec me some pining!harry drarry fics plsss. Also, some fics where they get teased by the people around them. I live for those moments sm. And if there's smut. I prefer it to be bot draco. Tysm!!

✘ 𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴!𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆

✎ … this fic trope is literally everything to me. here are a list of some of my fav fics, bun; have a good read !!

Vanished - @devilrising [E, 134.9K] Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter expect to spend their Decembers the same as any other: working. When Draco is called in on his day off though, and finds Harry waiting for him, everything changes. A story about cottages and forests, abandoned villages, and Vanishing Cabinets.

‣ slow burn, forced proximity, sharing a bed, sexual tension...

The Lip-Lock Jinx - cassisluna [T, 20K] It's a jinx that renders the victim mute, unless they serve the purpose of the jinx and kiss the person that they desire. It's just Harry's luck that he's in love with Draco.

‣ eighth year, getting together, slight angst...

Twelve Days - made.of.bees [T, 36.9K] Draco has a secret admirer sending him gifts for the twelve days of Christmas. Who could it possibly be, and does Draco return their affection?

‣ christmas, gift-giving, secret admirers...

9 times Harry kissed Draco and the 1 time Draco kissed Harry -LockWhoSuper [T, 4.6K] Harry grinned—Draco fell into his trap perfectly. Surging forwards, he wrapped his fingers around Draco's tie and pulled him forwards until their lips met over their cauldron. The pressure lasted for three seconds, Harry's eyes shut and Draco's wide in surprise. When Harry let Draco go, he slid back into his seat slowly, eyes still wide, tie crooked and a blush painting his cheeks.

‣ eighth year, idiots in love, 5 + 1 things...

And They Say Romance is Dead - @static-abyss [E, 9.7K] Harry is in love with Draco Malfoy. This is, quite possible, the worst thing that could have ever happened to him. Not because he doesn't want to love Draco but because now that Harry knows, he doesn't know how he's supposed to tell him. Or, five times Harry tried to tell Draco he loved him and one time he succeeded.

‣ 5 + 1 things, failed (but eventual) declarations of love...

Gravity - rhymeswithcabbage [Gen, 7.7K] Harry falls. Again. And again. And again. And maybe Draco falls too. Alternatively, the five times Harry fell for (and on) Draco and the one (plus all the other) times Draco fell for Harry.

‣ eighth year, fluff, 5 + 1 things...

The List - prettyweeper [T, 3.5K] Harry wants to make one thing clear: he didn't intend to start the list.

‣ eighth year, roommates, character study...

Drop It - cloudswithsecrets [T, 3.1K] Hermione drops a book and Draco Malfoy himself bends over and gives it back to her. Now, Harry can't get the image of Malfoy bending over for him out of his head and has been trying to get him to do it again ever since. And people are starting to notice.

‣ eighth year, fluff, banter...

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pining harry pretty draco

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draco taking advantage of the reader who’s in love with him (homework, cleaning his room, sex (if you’re okay with it of course)) and even though she acts like it’s fine, she’s slowly losing herself and her mental health is declining. and draco notices and acts like he doesn’t care until it starts to get worse. angst to fluff! i love your writing by the way <3

unappreciated -d.m.

a/n: idk how do i end up always doing 3k+ fics when i start off by wanting to write a short lil blurb typa thing- ig the art of ✨blurb-writing✨ is just not for me lmfao- i’ll have to practice that tho

anyways thank you so much for the request bubs!! i hope u enjoy <33

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word count: 3,1k

warnings: tw // smut | cw // angst to fluff, swearing, toxic!Draco

summary: Draco takes advantage of y/n day by day, until she snaps and makes Draco finally realize that he’s a d!ck. (that’s as good as i’m gonna get at writing summaries-)

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your hot pants and whimpers filling the room as you laid on Draco’s bed, the boy thrusting into you eagerly, forcing his cock in and out of you over and over again. you saw beads of sweat glisten on his forehead from your position under him, and couldn’t help but admire how incredibly hot his low grunts sounded as he handled you with such force, his hips driving into yours as he held you in place with a tight grip on your thighs, his nails sinking into your soft skin, leaving little half-moon-shaped carvings in it and most definitely leaving bruises in his wake too.

you had your gaze fixated on his pleasure-contorted face, your eyes not leaving it once, looking up at him like a lost puppy and probably whimpering like one too. when Draco finally turned his attention to you, you gave him a tired, yet warm smile immediately to encourage him, expecting the boy to give you a sweet kiss or at least return the gesture. but he only gave you a cold expression that made your smile falter, his face twisted like he just ate something bitter. nose scrunching up ever so slightly, his brows furrowed and mouth twitching, Draco looked away from you and closed his eyes, moaning as he fastened his pace, you felt like he was going to split you in half.

also moaning out in pleasure, you threw your head back, his name slipping out of your mouth thoughtlessly as pleasure ran through your body.

“for fuck’s sake, y/n could you just shut up for once? your constant squealing is so fucking annoying,” Draco spat, annoyance dripping from his words as he uttered them through gritted teeth.

you bit your lip hard, making sure to keep yourself from making any further sounds, you tried to pay no mind to the boy above you and distracted yourself by starting to focus on your own high. you felt the knot in your stomach tighten with every one of Draco’s sharp thrusts more and more and felt so close to toppling over the edge, desperate to get your release.

“please, Draco,” you pleaded pathetically, your voice breathy and high-pitched as you looked up at the boy with your mouth open, legs starting to tremble, your walls flattering around him. you felt like losing it any second now, your high so close you could almost grasp it.

but just before you could relish in the feeling, you felt it slip through your fingers and start to falter as Draco came to a halt after giving a particularly rough thrust, spilling his warm seed deep inside of you with a loud groan. his head falling into the crook of your neck, body slumping against yours. your face contorted in confusion and disappointment as you laid there under the boy still, desperately catching your breath as your brain tried to register what just happened. the audacity.

“did you just-?” you started after a couple of long moments of silence but interrupted yourself with a hiss as you felt Draco pull out abruptly and shift his weight off of your body slightly to look down at you.

“yeah, i did,” he said with a smirk playing on his lips, still breathing heavily. “thanks, pretty girl,”

“but- but i didn’t-”

“-finish?” Draco interrupted you, with a mocking pout on his lips. “i know y/n. but let me just repeat myself, i did,” Draco said, his smirk widening as he patted your cheek rather harshly, making you flinch before standing up from the bed and starting to dress himself.

this wasn’t the first time he didn’t let you come. it happened quite frequently, to be honest. you always felt angry with him at first but then you thought it over and being with Draco and not finishing is still better than not being with him at all, so you just took it. but the frequency of that doesn’t mean it hurt any less. if anything it bothered you more and more every time he did it.

you pushed yourself up, resting on your forearms, and watched as the boy buttoned his shirt back up with pure disbelief etched on your face, his cum still leaking out of you. when Draco finished dressing up he looked at you, a scowl overtaking his neutral features,

“is there something you’d like to say?”

your eyes widened and you suddenly felt small under his gaze. ignoring the urge to snap back at the boy and tell him off you just gulped, “no, nothing,” your voice small and meek.

“that’s what i thought,” and with that Draco headed for the door and you quickly pulled your discarded shirt off the floor and covered yourself up with it, not wanting any bypassing students to catch a glimpse of your naked body.

“do you think we can hang out later?” you asked in a hopeful tone before the blond could close the door behind him. reluctantly, Draco turned around, leaning against the doorframe, his face holding a regretful expression.

“i’d love to y/n, truly,” he said, an overwhelmed sigh leaving his lips, “but i’ve got so much homework to do for tomorrow, you know how Snape is with his potions essays...”

“i’m good at potions!” you exclaimed excitedly, sitting up on his bed fully. “i could do it for you if you want, so we can spend some time together after,” you offered with a smile, your arm draped across your chest, holding the blouse there to cover your breasts.

not even a second later, Draco’s pout quickly turned into a smirk, “that’s such a great idea y/n,” he praised like this wasn’t the exact same thing he had in mind since before you guys met up this afternoon, “it’s right there on my desk, when you’re finished you can go, i’ll look for you later,” closing the door, Draco didn’t even wait for your answer.

despite the previous events and his cold behavior towards you, you couldn’t help but feel butterflies at the thought of getting to hang out with the boy later. you were so hopelessly in love with Draco that you kept ignoring all the obvious red flags, completely blinded by the pink fog in your vision. so every time the blond let you down you just wanted to please him more, clinging onto the unrealistically nice and caring boy that you saw him as in your daydreams.

after cleaning yourself up as you usually did and putting your clothes on you sat down at Draco’s desk and got to working on his essay right away. you weren’t exactly as good at potions as you claimed to be but you were so desperate to help Draco with his studies you gave it your all, writing and researching for hours, the thought of getting to be with him later keeping you sane.

after finally writing that damned essay, you laid it neatly on Draco’s desk for him to find when he comes back. you saw his room was kind of messy, so just before leaving you turned back around and set your things down again. you made his bed perfectly, put all of his books back on the bookshelves. seeing his clothes scattered all around, you folded them neatly and put them away too.

by the time you were ready, you could feel your head pounding, completely exhausted as you returned to your dorm. you didn’t even care about the mess that your room was in, your own potions essay long forgotten, still waiting to be written. despite that, you couldn’t help but fall asleep as soon as you laid your head on your soft pillow, giving in as you drifted off to a well-deserved slumber.

the next day you woke up, your now wrinkled uniform from yesterday unchanged, your makeup smeared across your face. groaning, you sat up, your eyes widening as realization dawned upon you. Draco.

quickly changing into a clean uniform, you tried to make yourself look presentable, correcting your makeup the best you can and doing your hair before rushing out of your dorm to find Draco. you made your way down the corridors, the clacking of the heels of your shoes echoed through the halls, your eyes roaming over the crowd of students, desperately looking for a certain blond head of hair.

as you neared the entrance of the Great Hall you finally spotted him, and sped up, bumping into your fellow classmates every now and then.

“Draco, hey,” you greeted him while catching your breath, you saw an uneasy expression taking over his face.

“y/l/n, i was going to-”

“Merlin, i am so sorry i couldn’t meet you yesterday, i just went back to my room and fell asleep immediately, i feel so bad for standing you up,” you rambled, cutting the blond off.

Draco’s expression softened immediately, a somewhat relieved smile decorated his face. “oh, don’t worry about it, i didn’t look for you,”

“...is there any— what?” you stopped immediately, and stared at the Slytherin in confusion. “what do you mean you didn’t look for me?”

“i don’t know, just kind of forgot about the whole thing. besides, i had better things to tend to anyway,” he said with a shrug.

for a couple moments you were speechless. did he really not care about you that much? yes, you did forget about it too, but for Draco it was different. there was no way he could forget about it, didn’t the numerous pages of the essay laying on his desk remind him? perhaps his perfectly tidied up dorm?

it wasn’t his first time standing you up either, it has happened countless times before and he always had some kind of excuse for it. but when he somehow didn’t forget it, Draco always suggested that you guys do something sexual instead of actually spending quality time together.

“oh,” was the only thing you could say in response, your head hanging low as you avoided the boy’s gaze, trying to hide the tears pooling in your eyes. everyone had their breaking point. this was yours.

“but the fact that you forgot our little rendezvous does make my heart ache y/n,” Draco said with a pout and stepped closer to you, lifting your chin and forcing you to look at him. you saw his expression soften for a second but he quickly masked it up with a deep chuckle.

“aw, there’s no need to cry, sweetheart. we can still make it up later,” the boy said with a smirk.

“how so?” you asked sniffling. maybe he would actually want to hang out with you this time. perhaps you could go to the library together. you’ve always dreamed about how romantic it would be to read for Draco in a secluded spot with his head in your lap. perhaps it could finally come true. perhaps the boy finally came to his senses.

another deep chuckle could be heard from Draco as he leaned closer, his mouth hovering near your ear. “well, i can think of a couple of ways,”

pulling back to look at your face, he cupped your cheek. “meet me at the janitor’s closet on the 5th floor after potions, you can show me how bad you feel about standing me up,” he murmured suggestively, still pretending to be hurt.

of-fucking-course.

“you’ll be there right, y/n?” Draco asked, already knowing the answer. or he thought so.

“no,” you said harshly as you shoved his hand away, the tears lingering in your eyes now starting to fall freely. his face contorted in confusion.

“what do you mean ‘no’?”

“i mean no, i won’t suck you off or whatever only for you to treat me like a pile of dirt until the next time you need me to do something for you,”

you took a deep breath, the feeling of finally telling Draco off is incomparable.

“this,” you gestured with your hands between the two of you, “is fucking exhausting,”

the look on Draco’s face was hilarious, you would’ve laughed if you weren’t in this situation. “you’re draining me, can’t you see Malfoy?”

you looked deep into his eyes through your blurry vision and searched for an ounce of regret, remorse, anything.

when all you saw was Draco looking you up and down, an unimpressed expression on his face, you just sighed frustratedly and rolled your eyes and brushed past him, you hurriedly left to find somewhere you could be alone, the concerned looks and the unwanted attention of the other students spilling in and out of the Great Hall starting to bother you.

though Draco was good at hiding it, your words did make him feel something. he just didn’t know what that exactly was. of course, the boy wasn’t that oblivious, he knew exactly what he was doing. he knew how hopelessly you were in love with him for years and decided to take advantage of that. he loved having you at his will, though sometimes his actions did make him feel bad for you, but of course, he would never admit that. besides, it mustn’t have hurt you that bad, right? you did keep coming back to him after all.

still, Draco found himself brooding all day over what you had said to him in the morning, and he even started to get concerned when you didn’t show up to any of the classes you two had together.

what really made guilt wash over him was when Snape gave out the essays he asked the class to hand in earlier today. the potions teacher called on him and handed him his your essay. usually he would just smugly bask in the praises and attention he was getting but for some reason Draco felt like crawling in a hole and staying there forever. even more so, when Snape made a comment on how well-made his assignment was and congratulated him in front of everyone.

in contrast with you, because when the dark-haired man finished handing out all the papers he just made a remark about you being such a tardy excuse of a witch that you didn’t even hand in anything, not to mention the fact that you skipping his lesson didn’t sit right with him either, and told the class that if anyone sees you make sure to inform you that you’re in for at least a week’s detention.

this was when realization started to dawn upon Draco. you must’ve spent hours on that essay and worked so hard you didn’t even have time to write yours. so after all his lessons ended the first thing for him to do was to go and find you. the most sensible thing was to look for you in your dorm.

knocking on the door, the boy stepped in and found the room completely empty. five beds in total, the dorm divided into five witch’s living spaces. the one that Draco had known to be yours in the most critical condition. your bed unmade, piles of books scattered across your desk among with all kinds of other objects. the plants you’ve always told him about how much you cared for as good as dead.

upon seeing this Draco’s heart clenched. the first thing that came to his mind was his own dorm room, the complete opposite of this one; perfectly tidied up, thanks to you. he finally understood what you meant when you said he was draining you. the boy knew he was the cause of all of this, all your energy has been going into wanting to satisfy him, to doing your best, and giving your all to be in his favor. and for what? for him to take it for granted and not even say as much as a ‘thank you’ once. the boy didn’t even see the damage he has been causing you up until this point. he didn’t even realize what a precious treasure you truly were. a treasure he had been treating like garbage.

so now Draco was determined to find you. although he acted like he didn’t, he always listened to your ramblings. the blond knew that you loved to read and spend your time in the library, so that’s where he knew he would find you.

entering, the Slytherin didn’t find a single soul there at first. everyone was either at lunch or had some better things to do than going to the library and sitting there. everyone but you.

after roaming around the bookshelves for a couple of minutes Draco finally spotted you in a secluded spot in the back of the library. you were sitting on the ground with your back against a bookshelf, your knees lifted to your chest with your nose buried in a book, your eyes red and puffy.

upon hearing his footsteps come to a halt you glanced up at Draco for a moment before rolling your eyes and turning your attention back to the book.

“the answer’s still no,” you mumbled, your voice slightly hoarse.

“that’s not what i’m here for, y/n,” he said, sounding almost embarrassed, then stepped a bit closer.

his meek voice surprised you, but also sparked an interest in you. still, you didn’t give in that easy.

“who are you and what have you done with Draco Malfoy?” you asked sarcastically, making the boy roll his eyes this time.

he sat down beside you and crossed his legs, to which you scooted away from him, out of pure pettiness of course.

Draco sighed, “listen y/n-“

“i’m all ears,” you cut him off, to which he just shot you an annoyed look before sighing defeatedly.

“i know i’ve been an asshole to you-“

“-no way! really?”

this time Draco turned to you, getting more and more frustrated. “could you just listen y/n?” then his voice turned quiet again, “please?”

“fine, go on,”

“what i’m trying to say is that i’m really sorry for the way i’ve been treating you,” you gave him a skeptical look, still unfazed.

“i really am, y/n. i finally realized how much you’ve been doing for me, how much i’ve been making you do for me,” Draco continued bashfully.

“and it’s not fair. i’ve been incredibly unappreciative of you,” then he gently took your hand in his. you thought about pulling away for a second but then you changed your mind.

“i want to make it right,” Draco said, his eyes boring into yours.

“if you’ll let me, of course,”

you stared back at him for a couple of moments, contemplating whether or not you should believe him.

“if this is some kind of joke, i swear-“

“it’s not, i promise,” Draco cut you off, desperation etched on his face. then, you saw something behind his eyes, something that made you believe him.

this might have been a really dumb decision of you, but you really did believe him. you wanted to believe him. you’ve never seen Draco so vulnerable before and it made you trust him.

“okay,” you whispered, making the Slytherin let out a breath he didn’t know he’s been holding in and let a relieved smile make its way onto his face.

“but no funny business,” you raised your eyebrows and gave him a stern look, both of you knowing what you were referring to.

“no funny business,” Draco echoed, lifting his left hand and drawing a cross over his heart with his right one, at which you couldn’t help but smile a little and scoot back closer to him.

a couple of moments passed as you thought before you asked almost timidly, afraid of his answer, “want me to read for you?”

Draco just smiled in response and laid his head on your shoulder softly.

“please do. i’d be delighted,”

maybe Draco did have a nice and caring side to him after all, but he still needed to put in some much needed effort to make you truly believe that.

because you deserved anything but being unappreciated.

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Need to know [J.B.B]

A/N: Tell me why it has taken me almost 2 weeks to write just pure smut, this is porn with a non-exciting plot.

Pairings: James “Bucky” Barnes x fem! reader

Words: 3.2k

Summary: Bucky comes home from work to find you listening to something a bit more explicit than what he’s used to and decides to try it out with you. The reader was listening to ‘Need to know’ by Doja Cat.

Warnings: NSFW! 16+, vaginal sex, fingering, praise, light degradation, sergeant kink, very light innocence kink, spanking, slap, biting, brief mention of aftercare, mention of food. As always lmk if I missed anything.

The front door to your apartment shut and an exhausted Bucky dropped his bag and jacket, removing his boots, letting out a sigh of relief.

“Hey doll, I’m home,” usually he would hear the sound of your rushed steps, excited to jump into Bucky’s arms, telling him how much you missed him, even though you saw him in the mornings before you both left.

Today, though, there were no exited footsteps, only silence.

“Doll?” he tried again, but still nothing, therefore leading him to begin his investigation.

He trudged through the apartment, your presence missing in the rooms he checked; that was until he continued down the hall and heard the faint sound of the shower accompanied by the low bass from your speaker.

He could hear your voice singing along to the music, Bucky smiled gently, letting out a breath as he felt his body relax knowing where you were hiding.

The closer he got to the bathroom the louder your voice became and the louder the music you were listening to became as well, though this was not like any music you would play in front of him.

Stopping by the door, he crept it open slowly, allowing your voice to bleed through the crack of the door.

James’ jaw just about hit the floor as he listened to the exact things you were singing, your voice falling in and out the places you knew the lyrics and the places you obviously didn’t.

“I heard from a friend of a friend that that dick was a ten out of ten.”

“Tell me what’s your kink, gimme the dick.”

“Spank me, slap me, choke me, bite me.”

James could feel his pants grow tighter just listening to you sing such explicit things, his mind filling with images of him doing exactly what you were singing.

“I just wanna fuck all night.”

“Yeah, yeah oh oh oh.”

He smirked to himself, preparing himself for the long night he was about to give you, opening the door to the bathroom fully, unbeknownst to you.

As the song finished so did your shower, you shut off the water and reached a hand out from behind the shower curtain to grab your towel and dry off.

You drew back the shower curtain and almost slipped, a startled gasp left your lips as you were met by Bucky’s smug figure standing in the doorway, looking you up and down with hunger.

“Oh my god, Buck! You scared me half to death,” you placed a hand over your heart, trying to calm the rapid beating of it.

“Sorry, doll… didn’t want to disturb your little concert,” he smirked, making his way through the bathroom to stand in front of your towel-clad figure.

A blush crept its way onto your cheeks, “sorry, I would’ve listened to something else had I known you were home.”

James just laughed, gripping your waist over the towel with his metal hand, “no need to apologize… but I was surprised, why don’t you listen to that kind of music when I’m around?”

“Oh, uhm I don’t know, I just assumed you wouldn’t like it cause it’s quite explicit… and they didn’t really make that kind of music, you know, back in the day,” you tried explaining yourself, but your face just kept getting redder and redder the more Bucky’s smirk grew.

Bucky placed a hand on his heart in mock offence, “are you calling me old?”

“Well, you’re not exactly young,” you smirked back, but the smirk quickly turned to surprise, letting out a yelp as Bucky picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder.

“JAMES!”

“Oh, I’ll show you what this old man can do, doll”, he walked out of the bathroom towards your bedroom, your towel clinging on for dear life.

Arriving by the bed he threw you in it, watching the way your breasts bounced on impact.

Grabbing your towel he discarded it with ease, leaving you completely naked, your chest rising and falling with anticipation.

“Alright, Doll, turn around and ass up,” he ordered causing your face to flush; even though you’d been with James countless times, the shy feeling still crept its way out, but you complied despite the shyness.

You heard a low groan from behind you, Bucky’s hands reaching out to knead your cheeks; you let out a surprised gasp as the cool metal of his hand touched your warm flesh.

“God, baby, you’re so perfect,” he groaned, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulled your cheeks apart, giving himself a perfect view of your dripping cunt.

The cool metal held and kneaded your left cheek, but the warmth from Bucky’s flesh hand was gone. You wanted to turn your head to see what he was doing, but the absence of his hand was explained as a sharp slap was landed on your right cheek, a yelp of surprise leaving your lips, your face falling into the mattress to muffle any further sounds.

Another slap hit your right cheek, then a slap to the left cheek - quick slaps moving between both, a red colour painted onto the smooth skin and cries muffled by the sheets, your knuckles turning white from the grip you had on said sheets.

The spanks stopped when Bucky was thoroughly satisfied by the red colour that decorated your bum; hoisting you up by your arms, he wrapped his own arms around you, hugging you to his chest as he kissed your tear-streaked cheeks.

His vibranium hand gently grabbed your face, turning it to look at his own, his eyes clouded with lust and looking down at you with adoration.

Your lips jutted out in a pout, a small whine accompanying it making Bucky chuckle before he leaned down to connect your lips in a needy kiss. Your lips moved feverishly against one another, your tongues dancing, breathy sounds mixing together and small whimpers making their way from your lips.

You felt vulnerable, yet always safe with Bucky’s clothed chest against your back, his flesh hand trailing down your body slowly, savouring the contact as his vibranium hand kept its grip on your face.

It was hard to focus on all the things going on in one singular moment, your mind clouded, the only thought being Bucky and how perfect your mouths moved together, how his hand rested on the underside of your belly right above your weeping cunt. You were about to whine for him to touch you, just a hint of a touch, but you didn’t get the chance as his fingers ghosted over your clit, your knees instinctively shuffling further apart and a relieved sigh breaking your kiss.

He moved his middle finger in slow circles on your clit, his metal arm moving from your face to hold your body still against his, making sure you wouldn’t fall forward.

“This feel good, baby?” Bucky purred, your eyes locked, and your mouth open as breathy pants and whimpers escaped from the depths of your lungs.

“Mmhm, so good, Buck,” you breathed out, your hand gripping his metal arm to stabilize yourself slightly; Bucky felt as if his heart could explode, you looked so sweet, so innocent, the way you were gripping onto him and the way your eyes tried to stay open but would flutter from the pleasure - his sweet girl.

Your breathing picked up, your eyes no longer able to stay open as your head lulled back against Bucky’s shoulder; his finger worked in tight fast circles, wanting nothing more than to watch you shake with pleasure and listen to the breathy noises you produced that could make him cum in his pants.

Your grip on the metal arm tightened, “Bucky, I’m close… I don’t know if I can hold it.”

“No need, go ahead and cum for me, doll,” he breathed, leaning down to smear a kiss on your forehead and speeding up his fingers.

“Oh, James,” you moaned as your orgasm washed over you, your body tensing in Bucky’s grip.

“There you go, baby,” Bucky’s face was bright, his lips upturned in a proud smile as he worked you through your orgasm.

Coming down from your high, Bucky picked you up once again, making you gasp out in surprise, your eyes opening as you were thrown down on your back on the plush mattress.

“Spread those legs for me, Doll,” Bucky instructed, your mind hazy, but your face turning red with a blush as you slowly spread your legs for an enthralled Bucky standing at the end of the bed. You wiggled impatiently on the bed, your eyes following his every move, his movements slow as he removed his clothing a piece at a time.

You let out a displeased whine, wanting nothing more than for him to hurry and stop teasing, choosing to forget the fact that he’d just given you an orgasm and was probably far from done.

Bucky just chuckled at your impatient whine, “patience, doll, no need to whine.”

“But Bucky, I need you now,” you whined, reaching your hands towards him as he stepped out of his boxers, his hard cock slapping against his abdomen, leaking from the tip.

“Aright alright, baby… you’ll get me if you stop your whining,” his face turned stern, but you saw the mischievous twinkle that sparkled in his eyes, his body crawling over yours on the bed.

You quickly nodded, wanting him to be pleased by your good behaviour. A startled gasp fell from your lips as his palm connected with your cheek, not hard enough to cause you actual pain, but enough for it to be felt and leave a light sting in its wake; he used his metal arm to keep himself up as his other hand grabbed your face, squeezing your cheeks, your eyes looking up at him blearily.

“You’re just a little fuckdoll, huh?” he smirked as he gave your cheeks a small squeeze, expecting an answer.

“Just a little fuckdoll for you, sergeant,” you nodded, your mind slipping in and out of the clouds.

Bucky groaned, clearly pleased by your answer, removing his hand from your face to line himself up with your entrance.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he pushed in, a breath catching in your throat, his cock bottoming out in you easily.

Bucky gave you almost no time to adjust, not that you really needed it, before he started thrusting in and out of you, setting a fast pace from the get-go.

His pace kept switching between fast shallow strokes, to long deep thrusts that had your breath hitching and your nails digging into Bucky’s bicep.

A moaning whimper escaped your lips, your eyes locked with Buckys.

“Yeah?” he smirked, moving his hand to your throat, getting a good grip, squeezing just enough for your vision to blur slightly and another moan be ripped from you, your whole body rocking with each impact of his hips against yours.

Leaning down, Bucky lightly bit your shoulder, his teeth leaving an imprint and his hand tightening and loosening around your throat. His lips were right by your ear, his grunting breaths warming your face, “gonna be good and cum all around me, huh doll? Can feel your little pussy squeezing my cock.”

You nodded as much as you could in his grasp, the pressure building in your abdomen, you could feel yourself clumping towards the peak, your moans growing less controlled and higher pitched.

“G-Gonna cum, sergeant.”

Bucky gave your throat a squeeze of approval to which your mouth dropped open, chants of his name and certain profanities falling from your swollen lips, your cunt clenching around Bucky and your legs shaking in pleasure.

“God, you’re so sexy like this,” Bucky grunted as he kept rutting his hips against yours, prolonging your orgasm; one of his favourite things in the entire world was watching your blissed-out face and dreamy pleasure blown eyes, knowing he was the one that gave you the pleasure, the only one allowed to watch you completely fall apart.

Bucky didn’t give you any time to recover, pulling out of you and flipping you over in one swift motion, using his super-soldier strength to manhandle you around.

Laying on your stomach, your breathing still coming out in breathy pants, you waited patiently for what was next.

Bucky gave a light tap on your bum,” lift those hips for me, sweetheart.”

You did as you were told, your body shaking slightly as you strained your abs to lift yourself enough for Bucky to slip a pillow underneath your hips, elevating them slightly.

A small yelp slipped out as the pillow grazed your overstimulated clit, your hips instinctively trying to wiggle away, but to no avail, as Bucky kept them down.

Your cunt throbbed and clenched around air, begging to be filled by Bucky, the empty feeling making you whine out for him.

“Tell me what you want, doll,” Bucky braced his weight above you, his cock brushing your entrance as he breathed his words by your ear.

“Please, need you back in me… need your cock,” you couldn’t suppress the moan or the breathiness of your voice, the fog in your brain making everything more jumbled together, the only thing worth focusing on was the pleasure James was giving you.

Bucky only chuckled at your words, slowly pushing back into you, “can’t even go two minutes without being filled, huh?”

Your head shook against the mattress, your mouth hanging open as whimpers and moans spilt from your lips, the only sounds you could produce.

Bucky’s pace picked up right from where he left it, moving your body against the pillow with each thrust. Your body shook from the constant stimulation against your sensitive clit; the stimulation was enough to have you crawling towards your release quicker than before. You reached an arm slightly back to grab onto Bucky’s forearm that was bracing himself against the bed.

It all felt like a mix between pleasure and pain, each thrust felt euphoric, yet the breakless stimulation your clit was receiving balanced on a fine line, the pain slowly bleeding into pleasure the closer you were to reaching yet another peak.

“Please, James… gonna cum again.”

You had no way of seeing the pleased smirk that decorated Bucky’s face, his cock twitching as he listened to your breathy pleas. He would never thank the serum for anything other than making him live long enough to have met you and for his stamina to have increased to the point where it was a conscious choice when he wanted to finish, he knew that if it wasn’t, your big eyes and breathy moans would be enough to drive him right over that edge that he kept himself from.

“Fuck, Angel… make a mess on my cock,” he groaned, circling his hips, and speeding up his thrusts.

He could feel your cunt throb around him, your noises only high-pitched moans of his name as you finally tipped over the edge, your body shaking and your cunt tensing – your third orgasm rolling through you.

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“Bucky, I can’t… s’ too much,” you babbled, legs on either side of Bucky’s hips as you worked yourself up and down on his cock, your fingers digging into his shoulders for leverage. He sat back against the headboard with a smug-looking grin on his face, his hands steadying your hips, but not helping you bounce.

“Aww, baby, I thought you wanted to fuck all night,” he smirked, using your secret song against you.

He had pulled nearly seven orgasms from you, leaving you completely fogged out and gone. Time was merely a concept at this point, the sun had set long ago, leaving your sweaty figure in the light of the lamp from your bedside table. Your body was littered with red handprints, purple hickeys and bitemarks, completely marked by Bucky, not that you really minded – but all you wanted was for Bucky to guide your hips or help you, your body straining to lift you up and down.

“Please,” you whispered, straining your eyes to stay open and locked with his. It was taking all your strength to not fall forward and mould into him.

It seemed as if your plea was enough to pull Bucky out of his teasing mood, his whole demeanour changing within a second.

His hands on your hips began guiding you, angling himself to make it easier to thrust up into you. His control over you finally gave your body permission to fall against his, burying yourself in the crook of his neck, soaking up his scent along with the painful pleasure that was building once more in your abdomen.

“Bucky, it hurts,” you whined against him.

“Shh, I know, baby… I know you have one more in there for me, just let go,” his flesh arm moved from holding your hips to engulfing your body, keeping you close to him as his hips worked up into yours.

The edge felt closer and closer, pain turning into numbness with every stroke of Bucky’s pubic bone against your clit and the tip of his cock prodding at your g-spot with strategic thrusts.

You couldn’t have controlled it even if you wanted to; your seventh orgasm pulsing through you, your body going limp in his arms.

The pulsing and contracting of your cunt were enough for Bucky to finally release his pent-up orgasm and spill into you with a low moan, working his hips into yours and dragging the finale out.

And there you lay on top of Bucky with his arms around you, both of you covered in sweat and trying to catch your breath.

You were too tired to notice Bucky pulling out and laying you on the bed, going to grab something to clean you up with – your shower having been counterproductive.

The last thing you remembered before sleep pulled you under was Bucky pulling you against him, kissing your forehead, his gentle breathing lulling you to sleep.

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The soft light shone through the window, forcing Bucky’s eyes open. As he woke, he focused on the spot beside him, but to his disappointment, it was no longer occupied by you, only tousled sheets.

He sat up, wanting to go look for you, but he stopped as the smell of pancakes filled his nose, and the soft sound of jazz met his ears.

Bucky’s search was short, spotting your figure in the kitchen, humming along softly to the music whilst you worked on the breakfast. Bucky allowed himself a moment to just look at you, observe the peacefulness of the morning after, your figure covered in one of his t-shirts and all the marks he left behind for you to find.

A small gasp left your lips as Bucky’s arms slowly found their way around your waist, hugging you to him, “good morning, doll.”

“Good morning,” you smiled, focusing on the pan in front of you, trying not to burn the food.

“Smells good,” he kissed the side of your head as you let out a hum of acknowledgement.

A small smirk crept its way onto his face, “why aren’t you listening to your other kind of music?”

A laugh escaped you, turning your head enough to be able to look at Bucky’s smug one, “I don’t think I have the energy for that right now.”

Bucky laughed with you, squeezing you against him.

“You’ll have to help me make a playlist, doll,” he whispered.

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[silverdelirium]

could you do dom draco x sub reader w light bondage&breeding and angry sex?

SORE LOSER | D.M

SUMMARY ➠ draco angry fucks virgin!cheerleader!ravenclaw!reader after you tried to pull a prank on him.

WARNINGS ➠ loss of virginity, kinda mean dom!draco, d/s dynamics, humiliation, rough sex, fingering, size kink, light bondage (tied hands), breeding kink, innocence kink, little fight at the start, degrading

WORD COUNT ➠ 2.0k

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“rough game today, huh malfoy?” your bottom lip jutted out in mockery.

draco rolled his eyes. “shut the fuck up y/l/n” he seethed, plucking his gloves from his hands in a raging demeanor. nobody would be surprised if steam came out of the blonde’s ears.

“oh don’t be such an ass— i just wanted to congratulate you, you did a great job, just not enough to beat us i guess.” you mumbled the last part with feigned disappointment, yet your chest puffed with pride and amusement as you heard the few giggles of your housemates behind you.

malfoy rolled his tongue against the inside of his cheek before marching a few steps closer to you, causing your smirk to flatter as you stood chest to chest with the tall boy who only glared down at you.

“you’re very snarky for a slutty good-for-nothing ravenclaw” murmurs and gasps erupted from the small crowd that had formed around you both; most were now turning their sight back and forth between you two, awaiting your response.

you gnawed at your lower lip, swallowing down the knot that had formed in your throat as you lowered your white and blue mini skirt, the polyester blended fabric sticking slightly to the back of your thighs.

“i suggest you watch your fucking back malfoy” you threatened, slightly squinting as you pushed past him, mind racing through all types of pranks you have in store for the smirking boy you left behind.

——

draco was far from worried about your “intimidating remark”, going on about his evening as sulky as always.

though he was in slight panic mode when he made his way to his dorm, hearing a slight shuffle on the other end. 

he made a mental note to complain to his father later on about the rats in the castle if he did find one roaming around his room right now.

he opened the oak door as slowly and quietly as possible, grimacing when the hinges squeaked lightly. 

draco wasn’t sure if he was expecting some type of old burglar or a giant dragon lurking in his dorm. but it certainly wasn’t a pretty cheerleader bent over his bathroom counter, a bottle of bright orange hair dye in one hand, the other holding his shampoo bottle still; completely clueless about the flabbergasted male that stood in the doorway.

oh i’ve had it with this little brat— thought draco. though his pondering was cut short as he let his eyes travel downwards- to your perked up bottom— specifically your baby pink seamless panties— caught his attention.

he mentally cursed himself as he felt his trousers tightening by the second, mind full of images of your bare body and what it would look like writhing underneath him as he drove himself in and out of you repeatedly.

malfoy shook his head slightly as he caught himself from going too far with said thoughts.

yet he couldn’t help the devious smirk that crawled up his sharp features as he took slow strides to your still naïve form.

i’m gonna have a shit ton of fun putting this little one on her place.

he didn’t dare make a sound until he stood right behind you.

“boo!” 

you were sure your shriek could’ve been heard all the way to the common room.

“what the fuck, malfoy?” you yelled, putting a hand to your chest as you tried to steady your breathing.

“yeah ‘what the fuck’ is right you little minx, what the hell do you think you’re doing in my dorm!” that shut you up. the top of your ears went hot as you fumbled with your hands behind your back, trying to put on your best innocent look as you timidly looked up.

that only made the tent in his pants grow bigger.

“‘s nothing” you mumbled, not daring to even meet his piercing gaze.

“oh you’re in for it, dove” he warned, his tone having that one hint of dominance that made your legs quiver. “what do you me—” your question was cut short as draco hooked his hands under your arm sockets, a small yelp leaving your lips as you wriggled in his hold, that earned you a firm slap on your left arse cheek.

he dropped you down on his mattress, watching as you bounced slightly off it on your landing “what is wrong with you?” you confronted, a whine leaving your lips right after as he pinned both of your arms above your head.

“i don’t tolerate sneaky brats that swear they can get away with everything- i’ve had it with you and i think its about time i teach you some manners, sweetheart” explained draco, his enlarging cock giving a small twitch as he watched your eyes cloud with lust.

you swallowed thickly before answering, “yes please” your voice was small and meek, a wave of arousal gushing out of you and dampening your underwear as you watched him grin slightly in approval, his hands making quick work of getting rid of his shirt.

“uhm, malfoy” you tripped over your words, your face heating up. 

“what is it?” he paused his movements from where he was lowering your skirt.

“jus’ wanted to let you know i’ve never done this before” you muttered, feeling your heart thump loudly in your ribcage as you studied his reaction, which consisted of an intake of breath as he threw his head back, groaning as he felt blood rushing to his erect girth quicker than before.

it was as if he was seeing you in a whole different light, wanting nothing else than to fuck you until you begged him to stop— he wanted you to have your first time with him to be burned in your mind, so if you ever even thought about letting anyone else fuck you, the first thing that came to mind was how good he made you feel.

“merlin you’re gonna be the death of me, i swear” this made you giggle, seeing a guy get so frustrated to fuck you to the point his nails left scratches over your legs as he rapidly took your clothes off brought you immense satisfaction.

you now lay bare except for your drenched undies on draco’s bed. his hand hovered over your pulsing heat, his tone was promising and seductive when he spoke, “gonna make sure to leave this sweet cunt leaking with my cum” he delivered two small pats to it, causing a small shiver to spark through your spine.

draco settled his palms on your knees, spreading them apart so he had good access to your sopping core. his eyes went almost black as he saw the wet patch that decorated the cloth in the center.

two fingers slid it to the side, leaving draco to have a clear view of how bad you wanted this “my god, baby” he said “all of this for me?” he teased, hooking the same digits around the elastic band to drag it down your legs.

“gonna make sure this little pussy is all swollen and sensitive once i’m done with you” he didn’t even give you time to respond before he was slipping a finger in easily, making a small whimper leave your lips.

“draco- please” you pleaded, gasping when a second finger pumped in and out of your dripping hole.

“what is it baby? want my cock already you greedy slut?” he degraded, catching you off-guard but still clenching tightly around his long digits nonetheless.

you hummed in agreement, letting out a small cry as you felt his fingers sped up their thrust inside you, momentarily stopping to curl them and caress that one spot that had you seeing stars. 

“draco— shit!” you cursed, grabbing ahold of his wrists as your moans grew louder, the squelching sounds that came from your heat only dragging you to your peak faster. 

ecstasy clashed through your veins at an inhuman speed, feeling your eyes roll into the back of your head as you came without a warning, your juices spilling down onto his silk sheets. “that’s a good girl” praised draco, still finger-fucking you through your high. “can’t wait to feel you cream around my cock next”

you hissed slightly as he pulled his fingers out, letting the juices that covered them drip down to your buzzing nub.

“think you can take my cock now?” he questioned. though he was already pulling his trousers, along with his boxers, down.

you gaped at his size, suddenly feeling small and delicate in comparison to his thick length. but you wanted to feel that mouth-watering burn everyone gloted about, you wanted to feel him so deep inside you until he was bulging out of your stomach, feel that toe curling orgasm that only a good fuck could reach.

“want it” you babbled, five senses numbing into one. you watched him with beady eyes as he made his way to his nightstand, pulling out what seemed to be a silk tie from the bottom drawer.

you thought he might blindfold you. but no, he wanted you to watch him enjoy this too, watch him as he fucked you into delirium. hard.

instead, he took both of your hands and tied them together, pressing them down against his pillows as you squirmed in anticipation, wanting nothing more than to have him inside you.

“you’re gonna be a good little toy and stay nice and still for me, hm?” he was now on top of you, teasing your slit with the head of his cock.

“yes— promise” you whimpered, spreading your legs further as a silent plea for him to slide inside you.

he complied, chuckling a quiet “eager slut” before bottoming out inside you with one quick thrust. 

it hurt at first, your face contorted into a grimace as you tried to relax your tense muscles. “easy princess— fuck you’re so tight” soothed draco, stilling his hips before starting out at a murderous pace, making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

his voice was pure sex to your ears “little whore— i knew a little thing like you would love being fucked like a dumb toy”

his palms cupped your bouncing breasts as his tip continuously brushed that one spot inside you that had you crying out the blonde’s name like a prayer.

“whose dumb slut are you, baby?”

“yours! all yours— god you fuck me so good” you gasped, tears threatening to fall from your eyes as draco’s unmerciful thrusts edged you closer to the seventh heaven.

his cock twitched inside you, signaling that he was close to.

“you gonna cum around my cock and scream my name, angel? or is that baby brain not capable of even thinking anymore?” he faked a pout in the end, fighting off the smirk that wanted to crawl up his face as he saw you babble his name along with a few no’s and i’m a big girl!’s

ecstasy swam around your system as you watched draco groan in euphoria, his abdomen flexing as he pounded into you, his cock twitching with every thrust as he held on your soft mounds.

his praises sent you tumbling over for the second time. “such a pretty cunt, could fuck you all day if you let me, princess”

your orgasm blinded you for a few seconds as your pussy contracted around draco; which sent him over the edge too.

“my god, i’m gonna fill this little cunt up so good— until you’re fucking swollen with my babies, honey” he grunted, giving a few sloppy thrusts before pulling out, absolutely fucking enthralled with the way his cum seeped out of your spent pussy.

draco bit his lip before he was rolling you on your stomach, ass up and face buried in his pillows as you whimpered in sensitivity.

“hurts”

“this time i’m gonna fuck you stupid for your useless ass house beating us” he winked, right palm sprawling out on the swell of your bum as the other cradled your hip, stabilizing your body before he was balls deep inside you.

“such a sore loser” you chuckled, basking in the thrill of it all as he gave you back to back orgasms.

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[silverdelirium]

to that remus biting kink anon i love you and i think we are the same person

anyways... laying on sirius' chest with he hold and knife to your throat while remus eats you out😇😇

like don't move type of thing

lmaoo

being a whimpering mess while sirius is lowkey threatening you😵‍💫 “you cum without permission and i’ll cut the same little throat i fucked earlier, got it?”

while remus is just humming into your sopping cunt, a silent agreement to sirius’ statement 😫

[silverdelirium]

is it weird everytime i call you dani i think about daniphantom.exe?

Anyway

prof rem tutoring you after hours and for every wrong answer you strip

until you're bare in front of him, which is when you make another mistake

he doesn't get mad, instead curls his fingers inside you, bringing you to the precipice and withdrawing his fingers at the last moment

you do end up performing well on the test, and of course, being the generous dom he is, he spends the night drawing one orgasm after another for every correct answer [maybe a spank for silly errors] ;)

-biting kink?anon

yes its weird.

BESTIE IM SOBBING I LOVE THIS

being all whiny when he doesn’t let you cum but he’s just squashing your cheeks and bringing your face closer to shut you up. “sluts don’t deserve to make a mess around my fingers”

but then when you tell him you passed the test he has you on his lap, slowly guiding your movements as you ride him at your pace<3 “daddy’s so proud of his smart baby girl— did so well” 😮‍💨

[silverdelirium]

remus with a biting kink???

especially when he'll bend down to kiss your neck and shoulders, which seems innocent enough to a third person, except that he'll softly sink his canines into your flesh, licking and suckling to relieve the burn that comes with it, relishing in the little gasps that come from you

in case you haven't noticed i'm a whore for remus

BROOOOOO

i can totally see him leaving small bruised bite marks all over your body, and sometimes he likes to trace them with his finger, kissing you softly as he murmurs “this is mine. you are mine”

[silverdelirium]

rough rough rough sex with marauders era remus

him just pulling you into a broom closet when you decided to tease him in a tiny sundress.

and then he fucks you brain dead. you have hickeys painted all over your neck and chest and shoulders, bruises on your hips with your make up smudged and hair toussled.

only thing is that remus loves you seeing like this, all wobbly legged and out of breath, and on your way back to the dorm he pulls you in an abandoned hallway and fucks you again ;)

[it's literally 8 am here lord help me]

oh fuck

but ughhh i just want him to manhandle me on a broom closet, pushing me against the wall as he seethes “you’re really that eager to have your little cunt wrecked?”

but also taking me in a hallway knowing im too sensitive 😵‍💫 “sh baby— it’s alright, just need to pump this little hole full and then i’ll be done with you for the day, promise”