thinking of ryland holding you in a headlock… his chest pressed to your back, the weight of him pushing you down into the mattress as he ruts into you. the sound of the mattress creaking under your shared weight and the wet slap of his sweaty skin against yours ringing out through the room. his other hand moves down to grab onto the flesh of your hip while he groans into your ear, one particularly deep thrust makes you swear that you can feel him in your throat. feeling the way his arm flexes around your neck juuust enough to where you start to feel that lightheadedness creep in that you’ve grown to crave when he’s not holding you in this position. how your eyes lose their focus, vision blurring ever so slightly in the corners with each passing second.
ryland loves how soft and pliant you are when he has you like this, the way you melt under him and how easily he slips in and out of you with no resistance. his eyes are closed, but when his eyelids flutter open he sees the way your cheeks have grown red from the pressure and your eyes have turned glossy. he can’t help the way his lips curl up in the corners at the sight of you, such a pretty thing underneath him. he eases his grip around your throat, allowing the pressure to slowly dissipate. “breathe, baby. you’re doing so good for me.” he hums, leaning in to press a kiss against your sticky cheekbone as he continues the brutal pace of his deep strokes.
hey i saw u are back!! could u done az X reader on her birthday??
a/n: i can try😌 i apologize in advance for any wrong grammar or such. i haven’t done this in a while.
warnings: fluff. lots.
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In all honesty, your birthday never really mattered much to you. It was too much planning, too much attention, too exhausting.
But for your mate- your birthday was everything.
You had waken up to soft kisses ghosting along your skin and Azriel’s warm smile as he peered down at you in the dim light. His eyes were squinted, his hair mused from sleep, and you could just tell, he was so excited.
This was the first birthday he got to spend with you, and he was determined to make it the best one you had.
He was aware that you were not the biggest fan of birthdays, but he knew that he could change your mind.
So when you just rolled over and shoved your head back towards the pillow, he frowned and got off the bed.
You startled when he picked you up, still half asleep. He carried you down the stairs, pressing soft kisses into your hair and mumbling sweet nothings like, “good morning, baby.” And, “today is my little love’s special day, isn’t it?”
You just smiled into his chest and shook your head.
When he had set you down at the table, you had gasped at what was set out. What you expected to have been breakfast was actually a jumpsuit. It had different shades of the colour of your eyes, these big buttons that managed to stand out the most, and it was all silky and new.
You had absolutely loved it.
After you thanked him a million times and then some, he just grinned at you and said, “I was the one who found it.”
And the way you could just hear how proud he was, made you smile so wide. He was adorable.
After you both had changed, you emerged into your living room dressed and ready to go. Az was yet to give you an actual location, but you couldn’t help but feel giddy with excitement.
Your mate had dressed simple in dark blues and blacks that matched with his wings and the Siphons kept on the back of his scarred hands. He knew he looked good.
He stopped in the doorway for a moment when he saw you, all dressed up and pretty in that jumpsuit he had bought you and the ring kept on your left finger from the mating ceremony, and he felt so overcome with love, he may have swayed on the spot.
As he winnowed you two away, he whispered in your ear, “absolutely stunning, my love. As always.”
You both appeared in what looked to be a small street in front of a small café. When you entered, you instantly knew where you were.
Helion had visited the Night Court a few months prior, and had told you about this cute little café in his Court that also acted as a bookstore. The books were all extremely expensive and first editions, but the entire place had an ethereal kinda feeling to it.
Looking back over your shoulder at Azriel, you knew he was remembering the conversation you had with him shortly after talking with Helion. You had mentioned how badly you had wanted to go, but never had any time.
Well, now was your time.
You sat down with your mate at a small table beside a large window overlooking the bay. The birds flew close to the water and the sun was now all the way up. It was gorgeous.
When the waitress came and asked for your order, you were about to open your mouth when Az beat you to it. He ordered you both coffee and a strawberry cheesecake.
You raised a brow at him. “Cheesecake? Are you straying from your diet, love?”
He just chuckled. “For you? Of course.” And after a moment, he added, “Anything for you.”
When the waitress returned with your order, you both politely thanked her before picking up your mugs and taking a sip. You were about to plunge your fork into the cake when Azriel tutted and his shadows wrapped around your wrist, gently restraining it. “Not quite yet, darling.”
He reached into his pocket and pulled out three candles and a lighter. After setting the candles and lighting them, he smiled at you and said, “I have a cheesy declaration to make, if you’d let me.”
“You’ll just do it anyways, won’t you?”
He smirked. “Well, yes.” He cleared his throat and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his jacket, which earned him a laugh.
“My love, my mate, my dearest girl; you are the love of my life. You are my other half. I have been made aware that you do not appreciate this specific day, but I strongly do. I am appreciative of this day because you were brought into this dark world, bringing with you a new light that will later on shine on my life. I appreciate you and your kindness, and will forever be grateful for this day because it means that you are here. On this world. With me. Forever. I love you, sweetheart.”
You were not an emotional person. You did not cry over small things. But you did not consider this a small thing.
You looked at him, right in the eye. “I love you. I don’t deserve you. I love my birthday now, thankyou.”
He gave a triumphant grin and leaned forward. “Happy birthday, my love. Eat up.”
song recs: sunsetz - cigarettes after sex , sweet creature - harry styles
“I love fall.”
Fred looked up to see his beautiful girlfriend gaze up at the falling leaves around them in the courtyard, creating a whimsical orange and red fantasyland.
“I love you.” He whispered back, watching her gaze shift slowly from the autumn sky to his eyes.
A twinkle shone in her eyes as if to say it back. Y/N leaned forward gently to place a light kiss on his lips.
“Opinions on a butterbeer?” Y/N offered once they had separated.
“Sounds absolutely delightful, my love.”
They stood quietly, trying not to disturb the changing trees around them in their favorite season of the year.
A chilly autumn day, as most were, when they walked to The Three Broomsticks pushed them closer together as they strode into the warm little shack.
A lit fire, the bustling sound of second years enjoying their day off and older wizards having reunions filled Y/N a sort of joy that she missed immensely.
Y/N, wrapped in a cozy striped sweater, cuddled into her loving boyfriend.
And as they enjoyed their favorite season in their favorite place, the couple savored the moment and put this moment deep in both of their minds to always remember how much they both love the autumn season.
literally sends me into orbit whenever i think abt the fact that canonically theo nott has virtually no presence yet we all collectively agree that he’s Sexy and Cool with approximately 0 basis in truth
A blurb, continuing the Tri Wizard Champion series.
request: I'd really like to see another fanfic with Draco showing what happened to them after the triwizard tournament! That would be a great idea! [via @booksmione ]
a/n: HI! Here’s a request! I loved writing this, I usually am not a fan of after-war fics and prefer fics where the characters are still attending Hogwarts, but this makes my heart SOAR I love it. I hope you enjoyed, thank you for requesting this and keeping my favorite (and only) series alive <3
word count: 1160
warnings: mentions of blood loss, crucio, scars, death, war, etc. also fluff LMAOOO
summary: Y/N and Draco managed to find their way back to each other after three years of healing from the well-known Tri Wizard Tournament.
The war was a massive devastation for the Wizarding world.
Y/N was still grieving the loss of her best friend three years prior. Her school, her home had turned into a place she didn’t even recognize. A prison.
Just as quickly as Hogwarts had changed, she had watched family and friends die within its walls, protecting the students within.
Every single night in her dorm before the Battle of Hogwarts, Y/N would listen to the radio in search of any names listed off that she knew.
Although she claimed she was listening for loved ones, she was really listening for one particular name. Malfoy.
Y/N knew that there was no possible way the Malfoys would be put on the casualties list that grows every day, but she still listened with quiet breathing and a rapid heartbeat to hear the name of the boy she still loved.
From what she could remember, the battle was a blur. A blip in time. Faces that she knew, lifeless on the ground around her. Faces she has grown up with for almost the past decade.
Y/N couldn’t count how many people she loved and held dearly that she had seen dead. Fred Weasley, leaving his other half George. Nymphadora Tonks, a beloved Hufflepuff alumni, and Remus Lupin, Harry Potter’s last standing familial figure and spouse to Tonks. Lavender Brown, the Gryffindor that Y/N had grown quite close to while Hogwarts was under the direction of multiple death eaters. Colin Creevey, the young muggle-born Gryffindor who stood incredibly brave, and another close friend of Y/N’s.
~•.*✰
While attempting to save another young student, Y/N was hit with the Cruciatus Curse, and was severely attacked by multiple Death-Eaters. She could barely feel the pain, when her eyes focused on a head full of white hair that was speeding to wear she lay in a puddle of her own blood in the Forbidden Forest.
“How did you get out here? Why are you out here, Y/N?” Draco’s voice was deeper, aged, yet frantic and shaking. “Oh Merlin, you’re bleeding so much. We need to get you to the Great Hall.”
“Draco?” Y/N’s quiet voice asked. “What are you doing here?” Her voice was trembling, tears threatening to spill down her cheeks. She touched his face, leaving a bloody handprint behind. She tried to convince herself that he really was here, that he really was trying to get her help, and he wasn’t just a hallucination from the blood loss.
“Close your eyes.” Draco instructed.
A moment passed, and Y/N felt her stomach drop as if she were on a fast roller coaster.
“I need help! Help!” She soon heard Draco screaming, his voice cracking with every syllable. Bustling voices around her had forced her to open her eyes, and she soon realized he had apparated both of them into the Great Hall. Molly Weasley, a dear friend of Y/N’s mother, rushed over as two students behind her carried a cot.
They transferred her onto the cot, working as quickly as they could to heal the wounds without any more blood loss. Y/N was walking the thin line of unconsciousness, but refused to let herself pass out while Draco was still near her.
She knew he worried too much. The creases permanently etched into his forehead told her enough.
With the remaining strength Y/N had, she reached towards him to grab his hand. His eyes snapped down to her the second she made contact with his hand, and he clasped it in both and immediately started planting tear-filled kisses along every inch of her exposed skin.
“You’re gonna be alright. Everything is going to be fine. Please, stay awake. Stay awake for me, Y/N/N. Please.”
~•.*✰
“Wow, so Dad was a softie!” Y/N’s and Draco’s eldest daughter, Lyra, exclaimed.
“Yes, he really was.” Y/N smiled warmly, laying her hand atop Draco’s as they sat on the couch.
“So, that’s how you got that scar? It’s cool!” Scorpius piped in, pointing to Y/N’s stomach, where a prominent white scar lead up to her shoulder, meeting the three scars on her back from her fourth year.
“Mom, you have had some crazy accidents. How did Dad never have heart attacks?” Cassi asked, leaning forward in complete and utter amusement.
“Oh, I can promise you, Dad did have heart attacks. I enjoy keeping him on his toes.” Y/N winked, leaning back into Draco, who had an arm over her shoulder.
“Can you tell us about the tournament again, Mom? Please?” Scorpius begged, pouting.
“I think it’s about time for you three to go to bed, hm? Mom’s had enough revisiting her very, very dangerous experiences throughout her years at school. Let’s get you all to bed, shall we? Big day tomorrow.” Draco piped in, pushing himself off the couch and helping his children stand from the carpet.
“I’m nervous for tomorrow! First day of fourth year. I wonder if mine will be as adventurous as Moms.” Lyra said, walking slowly to her room.
“And first day of third for me. I hope I get to meet a Hippogriff like you did your third year, Dad.” Scorpius followed his sister through the hallway to their bedrooms.
“And first day of Hogwarts for our darling little Cassiopeia, isn’t that right?” Y/N appeared behind them, scooping her youngest up and planting kisses everywhere on her face. Cassi squealed, giggling loudly as Y/N continued walking to their separate rooms.
“Goodnight, my darling lovebugs.” Y/N said, blowing kisses through each of the open doorways to her children.
“Goodnight, my favorite troublemakers. Get some sleep, or I’ll have the boggarts come scare you!” Draco laughed mischievously, just before getting whacked lightly upside the head by his wife. She quietly scolded him, and he put his hands up in mock surrender.
“Goodnight! Love you the mostest.” Cassi peeped up, flicking her tiny wrist to turn off her lamp.
“Goodnight, Mom. Goodnight, Dad. Thank you for telling us the story again.” Scorpius yawned, turning on his side and doing just as his sister had done to turn off his lamp.
“Thank you, for reminding us again how cool our parents are. Love you guys.” Lyra said, snapping lightly to turn out her lamp. She always was a bit more advanced than her brother and sister.
Y/N quietly closed all three doors, before heading to her and Draco’s room to finally get some sleep. It wasn’t long before they were both dozing off, Y/N in Draco’s arms.
“Goodnight, my love.” Draco whispered, planting a kiss into Y/N’s hair.
“Goodnight, Dray. I love you.” She whispered back, her eyes closing and letting sleep finally take over.
Even though she struggled to get the happy ending she wanted after fourth year, she could now proudly say she was a part of a loving family with the boy she had loved since she was 14. She was has happy, healthy, and healed as she could be.
And that was her perfect happy ending.
~•.*✰
final a/n: as you can guess, Cassi is named after the constellation Cassiopeia and Lyra is also named after a constellation! I didn’t want Scorp to be an only child, so I gave him an older and a younger sister. I hope you all enjoyed, I really love this and now I’m mad at the lack of storyline after the war for Draco >:( anyways I just like smacked this out in 20 minutes because I’ve been in a Draco loving mood recently?????? Ok lol but I hope y’all enjoyed!!
Guess who’s fully vaccinated and ready to rock and rumble!!! ME!!!! Wishing everyone a fine morning/night/day/week because all of you are amazing.
Here’s what’s been going on in my life for those it may concern!
I got a job! My first real job, and it’s going very well. Customer service May not be my fav thing but it is a very me job and I’m thankful to have gotten hired!
I’m now fully vaccinated YAYYAYA
I’m back on my reading kick! I’ve finished two books in the Twilight saga in the past month and I’m now reading a lent book from a family friend!
Finals are coming and going, meaning the end of this school year is approaching rapidly, meaning MORE TIME TO WRITE!! Super excited!
That’s all for now! I’ve been doing very well mentally and physically. As a lot of you know, I’ve struggled with many mental illnesses and ED’s, but I have finally started putting myself first and I am getting healthier as I write this. Anyways, I hope you are all doing swell. Love you all forever and always to the moon & back, take care of yourselves! ♡
could you please do a part two of number 1 supporter please. like what happens with Korra added to the picture? 🥺👉👈 (i absolutely loved it btw! great job!!! ❤️❤️❤️)
here is it, lovebug! enjoy, thank you for requesting❤️
request: could you please do a part two of number 1 supporter please. like what happens with Korra added to the picture? 🥺👉👈 (i absolutely loved it btw! great job!!! ❤️❤️❤️) [ @xxspqcebunsxx ]
a/n: thank you so much!!! I’m so glad you wanted another part, I’m so sorry it took so long! enjoy <3
warnings: heartbreak, Korra being a home wrecker and not my favorite person 😬 Mako also being a bitch, Bolin being the best ever. Some major descriptions of physical pain due to strong emotions ig
summary: Korra coming to Republic City not only ruffled many citizens, but also jeopardized Mako and Y/N’s relationship.
word count: 1276
song recs: it’s not the same anymore - rex orange county, another love - tom odell
gif credit: @bolin-hits-rockbottom
Korra coming to Republic City wasn’t all that bad, really. Bolin had already become fast friends with her before he knew her title.
Y/N and Mako were doing just fine, for the most part. Y/N continued to watch the pro-bending matches and practices. The only difference was that Korra began to watch with her, mesmerized by the swift movements of the brothers.
Korra hit it off well with Y/N. Neither of them had any issues, but Y/N made it obvious which one of the brothers was taken. Bolin was very forward with the avatar, making advances to get closer with her. Y/N was rooting him on, while Mako wasn’t the biggest fan of her. Y/N couldn’t quite pinpoint why Mako was such a jerk to her, especially since Korra was so nice to all of them and thanked them profusely for being her first friends in the city. His mood had decreased significantly since she first showed up before one of his matches, and it was taking a toll on Y/N’s attitudes as well.
~.•*✰
When Bolin began to show Korra how to bend during a match, Y/N could notice that she was almost trying to impress Mako with her bending skills. Y/N began to grow extremely insecure, her non-bending suddenly becoming something she was ashamed of. There was never any issues with her not being able to bend, especially when hanging out with Mako and Bolin, but now Korra was suddenly making her very self conscious about herself.
These feelings started piling up. Y/N felt sick whenever she went to pro-bending matches, worried that Mako would suddenly decide to take an interest in her instead of his beloved girlfriend.
It wasn’t long ago when Y/N thought Mako was going to propose, and now some random girl from the Southern Water Tribe showed up, introduced herself as the Avatar, and put a wall between the lovers.
Korra was also leading on Bolin, which made Y/N’s dislike for her grow tremendously. She had been hanging out with him, making advances with him, and accepting every date he threw in her direction, yet still disregarded his attraction to her and used him to get closer to Mako.
Y/N saw right through this, and would often confide in her old friend, Lu, from school that lived in Republic City.
“Maybe the Avatar just wants to be close with an earth bender and a fire bender.” Lu had tried to tell Y/N.
“No, I’m telling you. Bolin really likes her but she’s after Mako. I don’t know why she isn’t understanding that I’ve been with him for a very long time and that he won’t leave me for her.” But oh, how Y/N was so incredibly wrong in that moment.
Not only did Korra manage to break Bolin’s heart, but she soon enough ripped Mako and Y/N’s relationship to pieces when Bolin was on his way to get her flowers.
~•.*✰
“She’ll love these, Bo! They are gorgeous. Don’t you think so, Pabu?” Y/N gushed, picking a flower from the bouquet and lifting it up to the fire ferret who was sitting on her shoulder to smell. Pabu took a big whiff, squeaking and nodding in approval.
“Thanks, Y/N. And thank you, Pabu. Let’s go give these to her! I’m so nervous, but so excited!” Bolin exclaimed, practically vibrating with anxiousness about the girl he really and truly fell for.
As they walked throughout the city to the bending arena, they spoke on and on about anything and everything. Y/N had always gotten along with Bolin famously, which helped boost her and Mako’s relationship.
They reached the arena, and curled around the back near the large patio that overlooks the water and Air Temple Island. The sun had set almost half an hour ago, leaving a gorgeous array of oranges, yellows, and reds in the sky that reflected off the calm water’s surface. City lights were twinkling throughout the sky, and stars began to appear faintly.
“It’s a perfect night to do this. Wish me luck, Y/N/N!” Bolin turned, controlling his breathing and still shaking with anticipation.
Y/N passed Pabu onto his shoulders and adjusted the bouquet. “Good luck, you’ll do amazing. Just tell her how you feel and give her the bouquet!”
“Oh, please walk a bit further with me! You can hide behind one of the pillars, I’m just too nervous!” Bolin gasped out, out of breath from the nerves. Y/N begrudgingly agreed, eager to get upstairs and visit Mako.
She walked slowly along the edge of the railing, keeping an eye on Bolin as he walked.
But, something had stopped him in his tracks. His face grew immensely disappointed, angry, sad, and a whole jumble of emotions Y/N couldn’t name. Tears welled up in his eyes, the dim light on the walls making his eyes glisten. Bolin glanced over at her, his bottom lip trembling.
She hesitantly peeking out from behind the pillar, and was frozen just as much as he was.
There, right in front of the beautiful scenery, was Korra, macking her very own dearest Mako. A small puff of air escaped her lungs as she took a larger step towards the scene, dropped her arms & shoulders in defeat.
The very thing Y/N didn’t think would happen had came true. Her boyfriend, her love, her future, had cheated on her, with the very girl he had absolutely no previous interest of even being friends with.
Bolin blinked, and tears dropped to the marble ground. Y/N was crying now too, as she suddenly watched her future crash and burn. The two ahead of them broke apart, a smile growing on both of their faces.
That was, until Korra had looked behind Mako and saw the two people she was avoiding. Bolin, crying and holding a now messy bouquet that had been ruined by the wind, and Y/N, who was crying watching Korra help Mako cheat on her.
Korra never had any issues with Y/N. She’d always looked up to the girl, who had always gave so much love wherever she went and was never discouraged from people who made fun of her lack of bending abilities. But now, she had ruined any chance of being friends with her after she ruined the beautiful relationship of Mako and Y/N.
Mako was confused, and turned around to meet the eyes of his devastated brother and heartbroken girlfriend.
“Oh, no, no, no-!” Mako said, panic and realization setting in as he reached for his girlfriend. “This isn’t what it looks like!”
He was now running towards her, the tears streaming down her face more visible as he got closer. He stopped in front of her, putting his hands on her shoulders.
“I saw everything. This,” Y/N motioned between the two of them, “is over. Don’t ever speak to me again.” She turned and left, crossing her arms over her stomach to try to alleviate some of the pain that was reverberating through her chest.
“Bolin, please!” Mako’s voice cracked, turning to his brother to reason. Bolin angrily threw the bouquet at his feet, more tears falling on the slick ground.
“How could you?” Bolin asked quietly, furrowing his brows at Mako. He quickly turned and followed Y/N, catching up with her to comfort her.
Mako watched, defeated and absolutely broken, as his brother and girlfr- ex girlfriend walked away from him in tears and sorrow.
There was no recovering from this, and he soon realized he lost the love of his life and his very best friend, along with his last remaining family member that he loved so dearly.
And it was all because of the damned Avatar.
~•.*✰
a/n: okay so I really don’t like Korra like at all, I’m sorry if you do but I really don’t like her 😃 she’s my least favorite character in the atla universe so it was only fit that I wrote a literal hate fanfic about her. anyways Mako is a bitch in this but I love Bolin so I hope you enjoyed 🙄 also thank you for requesting, it meant a lot that you wanted more about a small silly little blurb I wrote from a separate request!! love you all <33
