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Theomione. Either studying or at a party/ball. (This is for the follower giveaway. Congrats!!!)
Thank you lovely for the prompt and for following!
Theo and Hermione studying
I have a silly little crack-y, smutty Theomione I wrote for the Nott Spott fest! Summary: Hermione Granger masters the subtle art of revenge. Or the one where Theo gets tied up and left naked. https://archiveofourown.org/works/26072881
This is a plunny I've been toying around with for awhile. I thought writing it as a drabble might get it out of my system... but alas, it doesn't seem to have worked lol now I just want to expand. Le sigh. Prompted by @slytherincabal Wicked Wednesday: “I know we shouldn’t...” ---- I know we shouldn’t. After all, it’s Hermione-bloody-Granger. It’s so glaringly obvious that we shouldn’t that I’m not sure how she doesn’t see it too. But then, she’s on my desk, arching into me and sliding her fingers through my hair as I assault her neck near-violent kisses—so maybe she doesn’t know we shouldn’t. But I know. I know because Malfoy’s been my best mate since we were teetering tots and the fact that they’re done, that they’ve sworn each other off for the rest of eternity, does little to shake my knowledge that we absolutely, positively, certifiably shouldn’t be doing this. But fuck—she tastes like sin and cinnamon. Like everything I never thought to imagine watching her walk in and out of this blasted office every day with case files and briefs and her bloody sashaying walk in hip-hugging skirts. Once she’s pulling my belt free and muttering a string of charms meant to keep us private and her un-pregnant, I yank my head from the crook of her neck, panting in her face like a horny teenager. “Hermione—“ Her eyes flicker up to mine, pupils blown wide and half-lidded. “Tell me you don’t want this, Theo.” The simple request slams into me; it’d be a lie to contradict her. And when her lips quirk in a knowing smirk and she wrenches my belt free I have the most all-encompassing realization: I may be many things, a shit friend to be sure, but I’m no liar and I desperately want to shag Hermione Granger.
Theo x Hermione for @dark-arts-society-fbhp Ever After Week
Theomione summa love ♥️☀️
Theo x Hermione x Draco