#but i'm interested to hear other views as always xxx
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Rhaenys Targaryen + the Strong boys
#look it is a complicated relationship#and barely explored on screen#but i do come to the conclusion that Rhaenys does love those boys and consider them to be her son's sons#she calls them that publicly and privately#the ISSUE is a purely political one and a gut feeling one#its not personal#and the solutions she comes up with#namely the one to disinherit laenor#is crafted in a way to not shame the boys or endanger them#and so there's no vendetta or hatred#they're kids#it's not their fault#anyway there are other little moments i could have put in here#but i'm interested to hear other views as always xxx#lucerys valeryon#jacerys velaryon#rhaenys targaryen#eve best#my gifs#house of the dragon#hotdedit
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Kotonoha Katsura & Rai
You, Kotonoha Katsura, are connected to Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable)
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Kotonoha Katsura: /starter
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): Hey there! I'm looking for a fun rp. I'm into romance, and sometimes soft dom/sub. It's by no means an exhaustive list, so if there's something you want to do, just ask. My limits are any bathroom stuff, gore/violence/abuse, public, and any kind of incest. Here's a couple of fun ideas I have: 1. Newlyweds - We're on our honeymoon. This can be pretty much anywhere, but my defaults are either a fancy hotel or a beach cottage. I think it's fun to have some kind of short activity before the srp, but it's fine if you want to jump right into it. 2. Pool/beach scene 3. Roommates in a compromising situation - This could be anything. It doesn't even have to start out in the place we share, either. 4. Adventurers returning from a quest - This one is for a fantasy setting. The idea is that we're returning from a very important quest, and we've been attracted to each other for a while and finally have the courage to confess. 5. Spacefarers trapped on a ship - Why we're trapped, and if anyone else is with us, can be up for discussion. 6. Alien encounter - One of us is exploring space, and lands upon a new planet and is taken in by the other person, who rules the planet's people. If you want to make a couple changes, feel free! Also, I love hearing ideas other people have, so please share any fun starters you might have!
Kotonoha Katsura: (Hey.)
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): (Hey there!)
Kotonoha Katsura: (How are you?)
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): (Doing good, just looking for a fun rp. Mind if I get a description of your character?)
Kotonoha Katsura: (I can send a SFW or NSFW ref depending on your preference.)
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): (Go ahead and send both.
Kotonoha Katsura: https://rule34.xxx/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=33114 (NSFW)
Kotonoha Katsura: https://overflow.fandom.com/wiki/Kotonoha_Katsura (SFW)
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): (Thank you! Sorry that I don't have a ref of my own. Are you up for a fun rp?)
Kotonoha Katsura: (Yup! I like the pool/beach idea.)
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): (Cool! Pool, or beach? Anything you want to add to it? And should our characters know each other?)
Kotonoha Katsura: (Kotonoha will be in a tiny white bikini and Rai can be her tutor.)
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): (Sounds good! Is there anything specific you want Rai to be tutoring Kotonoha in, or just a general tutor?)
Kotonoha Katsura: (She can just be a general tutor. Do you want me to start?)
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): (If you don't mind, that would be great.)
Kotonoha Katsura: Katsura's parents had thrown a massive party for her 18th birthday...and invited all of their friends. In fact, Katsura knows only one person at the party and it's her tall, foreign beautiful tutor Rai. She had helped Katsura through her hellish high school years, always giving her a shoulder to cry on or someone to just talk to. She was indispensible to Katsura's peace of mind...and Katsura decided, if her parents are going to hide her away in this large crowd of people she doesn't know, she will take advantage to make Rai hers. Wearing a simple robe, she took a breath and approached Rai at the pool. "Sensei Rai...might I have a word with you?"
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): Rai had been doing her best to talk to some of the guests at the party. A few of them were interested in life abroad, and she was doing her best to explain it to the people who asked, but even then she was struggling a little to feel engaged. Most of the people were old enough to be parents even for her! She was wearing a black one-piece suit covered up by a white t-shirt. As she heard her student call out, she turned to face her. "Kotonoha? Sure, what's up?" She politely stepped away from the conversation she was having.
Kotonoha Katsura: "Can we talk privately...in the pool house?" Despite hers and Rai's familiarity, she kept her eyes averted as she blushed, twiddling her fingers. "Y-you can say no, if you want!"
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): "Sure. Why specifically the pool house?" She walked up to Kotonoha, holding her arm and allowing her to walk at her own pace.
Kotonoha Katsura: Katsura felt like steam were escaping her ears like a kettle as her face flushed crimson. "So that we can be alone..." She led her inside the pool house, a lavish place with a TV, a dresser, a cooler and a bed.
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): Rai had always loved the pool house. She often would cut her runs a little short to cool off swimming in it. As soon as they were inside, Rai could notice Kotonoha's tension, so she took two steps back to give her space. "Alright, what's going on?"
Kotonoha Katsura: Katsura tooka another huge breath before pulling open her robe. She was wearing a white bikini...if you could call it that. It looked more like three white cloth pasties covering up her nipples and her crotch while being connected by a string that went up the crack of her rear. "Sensei Rai...do you like it?" She asked, locking eyes with Rai for the first time.
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): "I..." Rai didn't know how to respond. Her face turned red. "Well... it certainly doesn't leave much to the imagination. It makes you look sexy." She smiled. "Why are you showing me this? Your parents would kill you if they saw you wearing that."
Kotonoha Katsura: "I know...which why I wanted to make sure you were the only one who saw me in this." Katsura smiled, a bit cheered up by Rai's compliment. "Rai, if it's not too rude, I would like you to give me a special present for my birthday. Or rather, allow me to give you something..."
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): Rai shifted a little. "What is it you want from me for your birthday?"
Kotonoha Katsura: Katsura walked closer, taking Rai's hand and putting on one of her own D cup breasts while smiling up at her. "Have sex with me, Sensei."
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): "W-What?!" Rai was absolutely stunned by the request. Her face turned a dark shade of red, but her hand remained on Katsura's chest. "Why do you want to have sex with me, Katsura-chan?"
Kotonoha Katsura: "Because I love you." She admitted. "And...I can't think of anything important nothing to give you that shows you my feelings...aside from myself."
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): "... I see." Her mouth slowly formed a smile. "I love you too. And... I'd be glad to show you my affection." She leaned in, putting an arm behind Katsura and pulling her close, pressing their lips together. "Luckily, those adults will never come in here." She smirked.
Kotonoha Katsura: "Sensei..." Katsura said entranced, kissing her again while pushing her tongue in her mouth. The electricity she was feeling was exciting her more than she expected, causing her to get wet beneath the thin cloth shielding her pussy from the world.
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): "Mmm~" I returned the kiss, allowing you to put your tongue in my mouth. I softly squeezed your breast that was still in my hand. "Do you want to take the lead, or have me do it?"
Kotonoha Katsura: "I-if you wouldn't mind...you're my first after all..." The poor girl shivered like a leaf after the kiss. While she was anxious, she was so excited she could hardly stay still.
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): Rai giggled. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you." She wrapped her arms around her, holding her close, before stepping back. "Before we begin, do you want to do this on the bed? And would you mind undressing me?" She smiled seductively.
Kotonoha Katsura: "Yes, the bed. And...of course! Anything for you, Sensei..." Katsura seemed jittery but calmed down once she took off Rai's shirt. Pulling down her one piece to her feet, Katsura looked upon her tutor with awe, clearly enthralled with Rai's perfect body. "Wow..."
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): "Like what you see?" Rai stepped back, posing. She took great care of her body, with no body hair and a figure she exercised often.
Kotonoha Katsura: "It's perfect...better than I imagined. And I imagined you...a lot." Katsura almost felt embarrassed to admit it, having to remember that she's literally about to have sex so shame wouldn't serve her well here. "Would you...undress me?"
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): "Of course." She walked over to Katsura, swaying her hips. She carefully put her hands on the straps, slipping them off of her and pulling them away. "There. Now..." She picked up Katsura bridal-style, walking over towards the bed with her. She set her down on her knees. "Sit on your knees." She then got on the bed herself, also sitting on her knees.
Kotonoha Katsura: Katsura's stiffened pink nipples were on full display for Rai as well as her shaved pussy. She had to control her breathing as she was carried, her fantasy having come true in a better fashion than she imagined. She immediately obeyed Rai, kneeling up at attention with a resolute expression that still couldn't hide the eagerness in her eyes.
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): Rai smiled reassuringly, moving closer. She once again wrapped her arms around Katsura, pressing their bodies together. She shivered as their breasts touched, but she continued pressing them together until she could lean in and kiss Katsura.
Kotonoha Katsura: Katsura nearly whimpered, honestly feeling like she would cum then and there. Instead, she allowed Rai to take her lips as her hardened nipple rubbed against Rai's, further dampening her slit.
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): Rai continued kissing her, pressing them together as she rubbed Katsura's back. She massaged up and down her back, rubbing her shoulders and finally reaching her butt, giving it a soft squeeze before roaming back upwards.
Kotonoha Katsura: Katsura squealed as she felt her ass grabbed...and moaned pathetically as she came, such an unexpected intimate move by her beloved tutor bringing her inexperienced self to orgasm rather quickly. She broke the kiss to gasp for air. "I'm...sorry..."
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): Rai pulled back. It took a few seconds to process what happened, before she laughed, continuing to softly rub her back. "It's fine, Katsura-chan! Isn't that the whole point of sex?" She smiled, pecking her lips. "But now, I expect you to return the favor..."
Kotonoha Katsura: Katsura nodded at a dizzying rate. "I will! Of course I will! I'll do anything to return the favor, Sensei!"
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): "Good. Think you can take the lead on it? Or do I need to instruct you?"
Kotonoha Katsura: "I can...do it myself. I won't trouble you by making you look after me..."
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): Rai nodded, moving back a little to give Katsura a full view of her. "Alright. I'm already really wet, so if you wouldn't mind..." She once again posed for her.
Kotonoha Katsura: Katsura fought to stay conscious as her tutor's perfect figure was on full display for her. She moved in, taking a nipple in her mouth to suckle as her other hand lowered down to rub Rai's pussy, clearly feeling for how wet she was.
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): "Oh~" Rai let out a moan as Katsura started rubbing her. She put a hand on her head, stroking her hair. "Yes, just like that~"
Kotonoha Katsura: "I'm doing good?" Katsura looked at her tutor for more validation as she rubbed her faster, feeling herself get wet again.
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): Rai nodded, holding onto her shoulders. "Oh, yes, you're doing really goood~!" Rai tossed her head back as Katsura hit a particularly sensitive spot, her walls clenching around her fingers.
Kotonoha Katsura: Katsura fingered her faster, licking her neck in a particularly lustful manner. "Sensei...sensei!" It felt like a switch was turned on for her. "You feel so good!"
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): Rai reached around and held onto Katsura tightly, squeezing her eyes shut. "Oh, Katsura-chan~! Keep going~!" She was close, and her body shuddered. Finally, she climaxed, her slit hugging onto Katsura's fingers tightly. "AAh~!"
Kotonoha Katsura: "Sensei Rai..." Katsura said breathlessly, stars in her eyes, before moving in to clasp her lips around hers.
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): Rai closed her eyes, allowing Katsura to kiss her. She was a little tired, but still did her best to return the kiss, hands on her shoulders. "Hah... that was amazing, Katsura-chan..."
Kotonoha Katsura: "Sensei, be mine." Katsura asked, cuddling up to her. "Forever."
Rai (f, 5'10, waist length black hair, black eyes, D cup, adaptable): "I will, don't worry." She smiled, staring into her eyes.
Kotonoha Katsura: Katsura smiled, letting herself doze off in her tutor's arms, feeling like she was finally at peace, like she was on a boat on calm waters...
Kotonoha Katsura: (Thanks!)
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Lockdown Frustration (18+)
Part One: Cold Shower
Part Two
Colson x Female Reader
Summary: When lockdown is making you seriously sexually frustrated, your friend offers to help you through it
Feels: Pure Horn
Word count: 3,664 - I got reeeal into this
Warnings: Total smut, unprotected sex, rough sex
A/N: This was my first time writing smut, so would love to hear what your favourite bit was (send me an ask if you're shy) 😈
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You’d been in lockdown for a few weeks now and to say you were horny was an understatement. You’d moved in with your friends temporarily when the stay at home order came in, instead of being stuck at home by yourself but while you weren’t necessarily bored...you were certainly frustrated. Used to being able to call on a hook up or head out to clubs to flirt, it had now been AT LEAST two months since you’d scratched that itch so to say.
Lying by the pool in the backyard, feeling wound up and restless, you started swiping through tinder. You swiped past the usual reams of so-so suitors, most of which you’d never normally be interested in, but at this point were seeming a bit more enticing. You were casually swiping right on a couple of profiles that you’d potentially consider some ‘sext exchanges’ with, when you heard the screen door open just above you. Your temporary housemate and long term friend, Colson, strolls out and heads towards you.
“What you upto out here Y/N, I’m bored” he huffs, as he flops down on the sun lounger next to yours.
“Just torturing myself, scrolling through tinder. This lockdown’s getting preeeeetty frustrating”
Your eyes not leaving your phone as you respond, thumbs still swiping away
“I didn’t think you got around enough for this to be a long stretch for you” he teases, poking you in the side so you turn and look at him
“Rude! I get mine, thank you very much. I’m just not as obvious about it as you, I certainly don’t go this long that’s for sure” you fire back
“Okay, okay, my bad. So your solo sessions aren’t quite cutting it then?” he winks suggestively at you, sticking his tongue out
“That is none of your damn business” you laugh, turning your attention back to your phone, sighing “But if you must know, not really…”
“Well, if you ever need a hand, I’m just saying, you could make it my business”
You look up at this comment and see him lying back on the lounger, arms above his head, his eyes closed with a cocky smirk on his face. You don’t see him open one eye, catching you subtly taking in his tattooed torso, your eyes focusing on his XXX tattoo.
You’d be lying if you said you didn’t think he was super hot, but it was Colson, you know?
“See anything you like?” he says, making you jump slightly
“Shut up Colson, stop bothering me and go and find something to do” you snap back, feeling a little embarrassed at being caught staring at your friend’s crotch
“Maybe that’s what I’m already doing, looking for something to 'do' ”
You laugh his blatant innuendo off, but he’s got you feeling tense now. You stand up to head back into the house “I’m going for a shower”
“You want some company?” He offers with a cheeky grin
“I’m alright thanks, I’ll make it a cold one!”
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Once you’re in the shower, you find yourself feeling even more hot and bothered, despite the cool water cascading over you. Colson’s teasing comments swirling in your head, you slip your hand between your legs trying to relieve some of the tension you're feeling. A few minutes later you turn the shower off, a little more relaxed and ready to find something to occupy your busy mind for the rest of the afternoon. You dry yourself off, wrap yourself in a towel and gather your hair into a messy bun on top of your head.
“Feeling any better after that?”
Not expecting to see Colson sitting on your bed, his voice makes you jump as you come out of your ensuite
“For fucks sake, you scared the life out of me!” You scold him as he laughs at you
Once you compose yourself, you laugh along with him and with eyebrows raised, you ask "and why are you here?"
Leaning back on his hands, he smirks and replies, "Just making sure the cold shower did the trick", as he makes an obvious point of looking you up and down, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth.
You roll your eyes but can't help but give him a quick once over yourself, taking in the sight before you: his topless torso, the slight sheen of sweat glistening across his tattoos, his damp blonde locks disheveled and hanging into his eyes, long legs spread apart as they hang off the side of your bed, the thin material of his shorts. Eeesh. You feel a warm flush spreading through your body, that has nothing to do with the sun or the shower.
Fuck he looks good, you think, it'd be so easy to just... Argh. Sleeping with one of your best friends while you're locked down together is surely a recipe for disaster... Right? Besides, he's always teasing you like this, that's just Colson. You're probably only reacting this way because, well, surely everyone is horny while stuck in lockdown...
You quickly push those thoughts away and sigh dramatically while clutching your towel tighter around your chest, "Get out Colson, I need to get dressed"
Unperturbed, he stares you dead in the eye and states slyly "what you're wearing looks just fine from here"
"Stop it now, creeper" you say, half smiling and waving him away with a shooing motion. He laughs, low and soft, "Okay, okay" and holds his hands up in mock defeat. This kind of back and forth was the norm for you two, but today... Today you found your heart was beating out of your chest and the steady eye contact he was maintaining was making you twinge in such an intense way, you were sure he could tell.
Starting to get a little flustered, you take a step towards your dresser and Colson reaches out grabbing you by the hand and pulling you into him. You stumble ungracefully and find yourself inches from his face, one leg on either side of his left thigh, both hands on his chest. He places both hands on your waist to steady you and you can feel his long fingers pressing into you through your towel.
"Wh-what are you doing?" you giggle suggestively, your voice husky
"Come on Y/N... " he says leaning in, his lips almost grazing yours as he speaks. He pulls back slightly and locks his eyes onto yours "You can't say you don't feel this too"
"Colson..." Just as you begin to speak he slides his hands down to your hips and pulls you even closer to him so your forehead is leaning against his. He shifts, pressing his bare thigh up between your legs, a small gasp escapes your mouth as you feel the pressure against your clit. "Mmm, we shouldn't" you murmur, breath ragged, as you slowly run your hands up his neck and into his hair.
He leans into your neck, dragging his bottom lip up to your ear and whispers, "Tell me you don't want this and I'll stop right now" before pressing a long lingering kiss to your neck and nibbling on your earlobe. You audibly groan and he lets out a soft growl as you gently tug his hair causing him to grip you harder. You instinctively roll your hips, grinding yourself further against his thigh, showing him just how wet you are.
He grazes his soft lips across yours, before bringing his hand up to your face and gently gripping your chin
"I'm gonna need an answer, use your words Y/N, tell me what you want"
As he presses his thigh up against your clit again, you moan "you, I want you"
"That's my girl" he smirks before crashing his lips against yours in a deep lingering kiss, tongue sliding into your mouth as he reaches down behind your thighs and lifts you onto his lap. Your tongues battle for dominance as you grind down onto him, feeling him getting hard through the thin material of his shorts. He slides his hands under your towel and grips your bare ass tightly as he presses himself up against you, electricity fires through your core and you let out a soft moan into his kiss
You bite his bottom lip, gently tugging on it and he groans at the action. “This towel has got to go” he says, locking eyes with you, his pupils black and blown out with lust. You lean back and undo your towel, dropping it behind you. He lets out a breathy ‘wow’ as he takes in the view of you completely naked, straddling his lap
“Fuck, you’re so hot” he says, pulling you into him as he kisses you again hungrily, moving from your mouth to neck. You continue to roll your hips onto his now rock hard cock and he bites your neck hard in response, leaving a purple mark above your collarbone. He moves his mouth to your chest, kissing between your breasts before flicking his tongue across your left nipple then sucking on it harshly. You let out a whine at the sensation, causing a dirty smile to spread across his face “Oh you like it rough do you?” he says as he moves across to your right nipple, taking it between his teeth and biting, pulling slightly
“Shit” you moan, grabbing his face with both your hands and crashing your lips against his. Just the feeling of his tongue twisting with yours has you so turned on, you feel like you could cum already. You reach down between the two of you and slide your hand into his shorts, wrapping it around his thick cock, pumping your hand up and down it’s length and he breaks away from your kiss to exhale deeply
“I wanna fuck you so badly Colson”
“Not yet” he says, as he reaches under your ass, and lifts you, flipping you onto your back on the bed. You reach up to pull him down on top of you, but he grabs your wrist and pins it above your head. Hovering over you, he uses his other hand to bring your other arm above your head, wrapping one hand around both of your wrists. You struggle slightly, but he holds your wrists tighter as you pout and whimper out “Hey, no fair”
Smirking at you squirming, he lets out a soft throaty chuckle “You told me it had been too long, you think I’m gonna let you rush this?” Still holding your wrists above your head with his left hand, he brings his right hand to your cheek and presses a slow lingering kiss to your lips “Just trust me…”
“Okay” you murmur, your heart beating and your breath shaky as he slowly trails his hand down your neck, over your breast and down your stomach, maintaining eye contact the entire time. This slow pace after your passionate kissing and grinding just before, was killing you and you instinctively lift your hips towards him as his hand gets closer to your core, your clit throbbing so hard with need it’s almost painful. He strokes his hand over your hip bone and down your thigh and you whine in disappointment, “Patience babygirl” he says as he kisses you again, moving his tongue slowly with yours, sending electric bolts to your aching core. His hand slides up your thigh, skimming past your soaking area and down your other thigh
You pull back from his lips “Come on Colson, you’re killing me, I need you…”
“Oh yeah? Let me see how much…” He says, nose pressed against yours as he traces his finger through your folds, gathering your wetness and sliding from your entrance up to your clit, circling it slowly “Is this what you need?”
“Fuck... yes” you moan as he pushes his long middle finger into your entrance, curling hard against your g spot, your eyes squeezing closed in pleasure. “You want more?” he says, slowly sliding his finger out and then back in pressing hard on your inside wall again. “Yeah, more..” you choke out. He watches your face intently, your head tilted back, breathy moans escaping you as he slips his ring finger in alongside his middle, the cold metal of his silver ring pressing against you, and starts pumping them in and out of you. He buries his fingers inside of you up to the knuckles and starts beckoning against your g spot, causing your moans to get louder as your stomach tightens, your orgasm building
“Oh my god that feels so good” you manage to whimper out, panting “Don’t s-stop... I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that…”
Hearing this he let’s go of your wrists, and cups the back of your neck with his hand, pulling your face to his and sliding his tongue in your mouth, suffocating you with his kiss. Your body twists towards him, your legs clamping around his forearm as he fucks you with his fingers. You reach your right hand up and grab a fistful of his messy, damp hair as you slide your left hand down his tensed, tattooed stomach and into his shorts. His cock is throbbing from grinding against you and you feel a wet bead of precum as you slide your thumb across his tip and then up and down his swollen shaft
You pull back from his kiss to let out a deep moan “Oh god, I’m gonna cum”
He presses his forehead to yours “Say my name, I wanna hear you say it while you cum”
“Shit...Colson, fuck, oh god, Colson” you almost shout, your head thrown back as you feel your walls clench around him, your wetness pouring over his fingers as he works you through your orgasm while kissing and sucking on your exposed neck. He pulls his dripping fingers away from and releases his tight grip on the back of neck, letting your back fall gently back on the bed. The loss of contact brings you back to reality and you shakily prop yourself up on your elbows to see him sitting up, pulling his strained shorts down. His rock hard cock springs against his stomach and you let out a long ragged exhale as you see it, your eyes wandering up his lean, sweat covered torso to see the dirty smile on his face as he watches you.
“I’m not finished with you yet” he says, staring down at you with lust filled eyes as he tugs at his length “You think you can handle it?”
“I could ask you the same thing” you countered, sliding your hand between your open legs, drawing his attention to your glistening core and the wet patch beneath you
“Damn Y/N, have I met my match here?” he laughs as he lightly pushes your shoulders back onto the bed. Climbing on top of you he covers your mouth with his in a hungry kiss, as he roughly thrusts himself against you, his rigid shaft moving easily against your drenched clit. Still swollen and sensitive from your orgasm, you let out a slow needy moan, encouraging him to repeat the action.
Propped up on one elbow, he reaches down with his other hand and grabs his cock
“Shit you’re so wet for me aren’t you?” he says, his lips grazing yours as he guides the tip of his dick from your clit to your entrance and back again
“I don’t know why you sound surprised..” you murmur as you bite his bottom lip “...Daddy”
“Daaamn Y/N, you know what that shit does to me, you’re really asking for it now”
Groaning at your words, he presses the swollen tip of his against your tight entrance and you tremble at the feeling, ready to take him... when he pulls back
“Shit, do you have condoms in here?”
“No, but I’m on the pill…” you break your sentence off to kiss him, hard “...and we both know we’re good…” you kiss him again, not wanting to lose momentum “...and let’s face it, we both know it’s better without..”
“You’re so bad Y/N” he says breathlessly, as you wrap your hand around his throbbing shaft, pumping your up and down as you guide it back to your yearning pussy, the anticipation has you both barely able to breathe
“I need you now” That’s all he needs to hear and he pushes his entire length through your soaking wet entrance. “Fuck” you moan out loudly, as he bottoms out, stretching you out with his thick cock, the pleasure spreading immediately through your entire body. You move your hips up against his, adjusting to his size.
“You okay babygirl?” he scans your face as he pulls back slowly
“Fuck yeah”
Encouraged, he slams himself back into you again “God, you’re so fucking tight” he hisses through gritted teeth as he rolls his hips against you, savouring the sensation and letting you feel very inch as he sinks into you, “Shit, you feel amazing”
His slow thrusts, pulling fully out of you each time, have your entire body quivering. Getting desperate to be ravaged, you grab his face with both hands and bring his mouth to yours, flicking your tongue against his
“Quit teasing and fuck me Colson”
He lets out a soft breathy laugh as he sits up, pulling you roughly towards him by your hips and presses your thighs up towards your chest as he hovers over you, holding his already drenched cock at your entrance “You ready?”
“Never been more re….”
You don’t even get to finish your sentence before he plunges into your aching pussy, knocking the breath out of you. He reaches behind your neck, pulling your forehead to his as he pounds into you, hard and fast. “Is this what you wanted huh? You wanna be fucked hard like a bad girl?”
You can barely respond, choking out a “fuck yes, oh my god, fuck me”
“You want this dick deep?” he says as he pushes his hand harder against your thigh, bringing it closer to the bed, heightening the pleasure as he hits your g spot even harder.
He’s only been fucking you for a couple of minutes at most before you’re screaming out
“I’m gonna cum”
“Cum on my cock for me babygirl” he whispers in your ear as fire crawls all over your body. Your nails dig into his back leaving raw red marks as you thrust your hips up into his, feeling your walls clench tightly around him repeatedly and you feel yourself flooding over his cock as your orgasm sears through you.
He fucks you through your orgasm and then pulls back suddenly. You lie there for a moment shaking, trying to catch your breath “Turn over” he demands, before he flips you over onto your stomach, grabs your hips and pulls your ass up towards him so you’re on your knees
“It’s not over yet” he says as he slaps his hard cock against your ass cheek, then slides it through the wetness that has pooled around your ass, pressing lightly against your tight hole. You whimper at the feeling and push back against him. “Another time…” he says as he moves his cock further down and delves back into your dripping pussy.
Spreading one hand across your lower back he pushes you further down onto the bed, the angle sending him deeper than you’ve ever felt before.
You grip onto the bedsheets, your moans filling the room as he pulls his other hand back and spanks you hard, the sharp sting making you clench around him. “More” you beg, “Oh you like that?” he taunts, hitting you again, even harder this time, leaving a handprint across your ass cheek.
He reaches down and grabs both of your arms, pulling your back up against his chest, as he thrusts furiously into you. With one hand holding your wrists behind you, he wraps his other around your neck and pulls your head back to whisper in your ear “This feel good?”
“So fucking good Colson, don’t stop” you moan “I’m gonna cum again soon…”
He lets go of your wrists and neck and pulls out, making you whine as the feeling of fullness leaves you. You turn to protest but he says “Turn around, I wanna watch you as you cum” then grips your waist, flipping you over and pulling your legs up around him.
You feel your orgasm building straight away as he buries his cock into you again. You start to cum and your eyes close, head tilting back as you feel the strong waves of pleasure coursing through you. He cups his hand around your face pulling it towards his “Look at me” he demands, his blue eyes drilling into yours as you whine
“Oh fuck Colson, I’m cumming, I’m cumming”
“I can feel you” he mumbles “I’m right behind you”
Your vision blurs as he fucks you through, your walls clenching so tightly, the orgasm so intense it feels like it’s not going to end until a deep warmth spreads through your body. His thrusts get more and more urgent, his breath coming in short, sharp blasts until he pulls out of you, pumping his swollen cock as his warm cum spills across your shivering body.
He leans down and presses a soft, lingering kiss to your lips before flopping onto his stomach next to you. You both lie for a moment, catching your breath, then he leans over the side of the bed and grabs the towel you stripped off earlier.
“I think you’re gonna need this” he says, eyeing your glistening torso
You both burst out laughing, “Yeah, I think that’s our friendship successfully ruined” you say as you take the towel from him and start cleaning yourself up
He lays his head on your warm, naked thighs and looks up at you,
“It seems pretty clear to me, that you and I are not supposed to be just friends”
Returning his gaze, you stroke your hand across his forehead, pushing his damp, blonde hair back,
“Looks like lockdown isn’t going to be that boring after all”
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whiskey business - john shelby x reader (part 8 of ?)
gif by @thesoldiersminute can i send you a cake or something cause fuCk!!!!!!!!!!! he's beautiful
a/n: to everyone still reading this fic, my sweet angels, ily!! this fic is so near and dear to my heart and @stxdyblr-2k has just done such an amazing job with it i can't even thank her enough. as per the last part, this one is also mostly her, just me editing but i hope you guys love it as much as i did!!! don't worry, there's gonna be a lot more :) and i apologize for being not as active, i'm gonna try to get a couple of requests up that i'm really excited about this week tysm for being patient with me <3
love, abi xxx
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prompt: ada has some talking to do, and you're not about to deny her.
warnings: fluff, semi-angst, tommy being the cocky mf he is (let's be real, it's only acceptable cause he's so damn fine), john being cute and in love and jesus i am head over heels
tagging: @datewithgianni, @mayaslifeinabox, @deepdonutkid, @springsoulofengland, @lilymurphy03, @operation-spot
You had planned to go to Ada's after work, but she obviously had other ideas. She didn't even bother walking in and asking to speak to you; instead, choosing to bang on the window closest to your desk and yelling at you to "fucking hurry up!" Your boss opened the door for you expectantly, not offering you any protection; he was firmly in the Shelby's ever growing pocket and as long as he could go home to his children, his sickly wife and their six bed in the country, with a full time nurse and nanny, he had no interest in crossing Thomas.
"Ada, I was coming to see you after work, I swear."
"I know. I was going to let you but..." She trailed off. "We need to talk. I don't know what the fuck is going on with you. John said he'd seen you last night and you asked after me."
John had indeed seen you last night. It was strange waking up with him, used to leaving almost immediately after he was finished with you. Your small bed could barely comfortably fit you both, having to intertwine your limbs with John's to not fall off the edge. You had awoken to John pressing a kiss to your forehead before lazily trailing his fingers between your legs, waiting for you to open your eyes before settling between your thighs, tongue swirling around your clit, making you cum before sunrise.
"Do we have to do this in the street?" You practically begged, the shouting having attracted onlookers.
"I wanted to talk to you before anyone else in the family gets to you because I need you to be honest."
"Ada-"
"No, I'm doing you a favour here, so you fucking listen. Right now, between you and I, no bullshit. No tactics. No white lies. You have to tell me exactly what we're dealing with." She looked frantic, scared for some reason.
You nodded, walking her down the side street, careful not to link arms with her. You knew she was doing you a favour; this wasn't about forgiveness or friendship, much more was at stake here.
"To what extent was Thomas involved?"
That took you off guard. Ada read the confusion on your face and sighed impatiently, her subtle plea for you to keep up.
Shit. You remembered your conversation with John, how she thought this was her brother's way of pushing her out of the company.
"Don't spare my feelings. What did my brother say to you?"
"He said it was in our mutual interest that you didn't find out. He didn't care who John slept with but cared who you trusted so I had to trust him. He said there was no point in upsetting you over one of John's conquests who he'd tire of in a month."
"That all?"
"Pretty much, I didn't know Arthur knew. He never talked to me about it, did laugh at Thomas' digs now that I think on it-"
"Did you know Isaiah and Michael knew?"
"I thought they were aware but no one ever talked to me about it."
"Of course they wouldn't." She hissed, frustration causing a nerve on her neck to jump.
Ada and you had spoken for years about the rampant misogyny of her brothers and any men you two came into contact with. Although you were both far more reserved than you used to be as rebellious and adventurous thirteen year olds, you'd both grew increasingly angry at how you were treated. She'd long written off her brothers as womanisers, who saw women as purely sexual and entertaining, objectifying them. You both long despised how they dehumanised women. She was amazed that Thomas had attempted to settle down and managed a somewhat loving marriage, but resented him for his carelessness and need for power which inevitably killed his wife.
"Ada, I just want to say..." You licked your lip nervously, unsure of how to continue.
"You need to talk, Y/N. No bollocks."
"Before last night, he'd never been to mine or called. I always went to him."
The muscle in her jaw tensed.
"You slept with him last night then?" You met her question with silence and she rolled her eyes. "The second he said he saw you I knew you had, he wanted to tell me that he was going to continue seeing you and that he hoped I'd be able to accept it one day."
"We never intended to hurt you. It was meant to be fun at first, but now..." You cut yourself off with a sigh, unable to admit you'd fallen for her brother.
"Isn't fun for me. It's fucking embarrassing." She paused, lighting a cigarette, nervous to offer you one, conflicted within herself. She raised her eyebrow, prompting you to continue, the mannerism so similar to her brother’s.
"It should never have happened. I am never going to be able to fix this, I'm so fucking ashamed for doing this to you, Ada."
She sulked, silently drinking in your words.
"Obviously it's not going to be the same, yeah? I'm really fucking upset. I'm so fucked off with you but Poll's really worried about a coup. She thinks you're being used as blackmail against John to keep him on side with Tommy while he expands."
"Makes sense."
"You're part of a much bigger game, you know?"
You nodded. "Yeah, and I knew I would lose from the start. Fucking tragic, Ada."
"My brothers keep pushing, keep growing the business. They keep chasing this prize but I don't think it even exists."
"If it does, it isn't worth it if this shit is the cost. I didn't mean to play into his hands."
"You couldn't have known." She said with a shrug, " 'Siah thinks John loves you."
"He told me last night." Several times, this morning also. You would never tire of hearing him moan those words into your neck or being yelled from your front door as he left for the office.
"You love him, don't you?" She said bluntly, a statement more than a question, your face suddenly hot with embarrassment.
Everything you'd suppressed for months, everything that you'd hidden, every time you lied smiling, every knowing glance from a stranger, every degrading comment from under Thomas' breath.
"I do, an awful lot."
She pauses, relighting her cigarette, "The worst thing about the entire situation is it could've been fine if someone told me. I wouldn't have loved it, obviously, but-" Ada sighed, rubbing her temple with her free fingers.
"I thought you'd hate me."
"How could I? I'd be more angry that you'd drop your standards for my brother. Seriously? Him? Mate…."
"Come off it, I've always thought he was charming. He's funny, smart-"
"Don't gush over my brother, it's grim. I'm just so fucked off you all lied to me." She peered at you through her cigarette smoke. "If you love him and he loves you..." she pressed her lips together as she tensed her jaw, "I could get over it. If it'd make you both happy. But that's going to take a long time. A long time."
"Ada-"
"Look I have meetings and shit to sort, I have to run." She interjected, checking her wristwatch, adjusting the cap which sat atop her trendy short haircut. You caught her arm before she could turn away.
"Thank you. For understanding."
She shrugged you off, "I don't get it, I'd never do that to you. But you also don't get to choose who you're attracted to. I'm really hurt, but I do love you and John a lot. He mentioned that after last night you helped him, got him cleaned up. I have to believe that you both do love each other. So I have to believe that this is a good idea for you both and not stand in your way."
"I love you, Ada. Can we hang out soon, just us two?"
She shook her head. "I need some time, I'll be in touch, yeah?"
You nod, stretching out your pinky finger. She sighed and linked it with hers, as you'd done since you were children, a silent signal to each other after a fight that you still had the other's back.
"Right, I've got to get back to this meeting, Tom is getting done by Polly for nearly getting John killed. I need to be there in case one of the lads needs patching up."
"Your aunt has a nasty left hook, I'll give her that."
"She'll be pleased you think so, she wanted Tommy to slice you to bits for crossing me."
"Fuck’s sake, thanks for the warning, I'll keep my head down. Good luck with the meeting."
Ada nodded and you watched her walk away, a Blinder suddenly appearing by her side seemingly from nowhere. This city was crawling with them. They clambered into Ada's car as you watched the car disappear into the distance before walking back to work. Thankfully, with your head still attached to your shoulders.
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Ada arrived at Thomas' estate, following the swell of shouting voices to his exquisite library. It was eye roll worthy and typical Tommy to choose the location of his post-fuckup debrief to be where he had the best view of the gardens, river and rolling hills. She could bet he'd sit in a corner and stare at the view, zoning out their aunt's lecture.
An armed blinder she vaguely recognised opened the door. Thomas was making a statement today with the armed guards, she noted. Her brothers really were fucked up. Arthur was an alcoholic killer who couldn't understand that Thomas would betray them all eventually, Finn was letting the tokyo and the razor chasers that circled him distract him from keeping the family together, John was apparently in love with her best friend, and finally, Thomas nearly got Arthur and John murdered last night with his foolishness. At this point only herself and Polly were holding everyone together, keeping everything silently moving along.
The door opened, and she was the last to arrive, Polly glaring as she murmured an apology, standing next to Finn. His eyes were bloodshot, grey-purple smudges under his eyes, he'd obviously had a heavy night. The last thing the poor lad needed was Polly's shrill yelling and the blinding sun streaming through the large immaculately crafted windows, which he'd tried to block with the brim of his cap. John caught her eye, acknowledging his sister with a nod, which she returned with a small tight smile.
Ada couldn't bear to think about the reasoning behind her brother's smug interjections in between Polly's rant to Thomas who was listening wordlessly, smoking.
Y/N and John? It didn't make sense. They had a similar sense of humour, sure, but she was far too intelligent for him. He also had a swarm of children, while Y/N preferred a wild night out only staggering home at daybreak.
It made far more sense for Y/N to end up with Michael, or if it had to be a brother, Finn. They were younger, so had less responsibilities and commitments so they could keep up with her. But John? Of course she knew he was believed to be the Casanova of her brothers, he was kind, he was an excellent father, yet he could never keep anyone around long, usually John was chasing someone new after a month or so. That's why the revelation that John had been involved with her best friend for almost half a year had taken her completely by surprise. Maybe that was why she was open to them being together. That had to be it. This relationship was completely out of character for John; she needed to believe that he was serious about his feelings towards Y/N and wasn't going to fuck her over. Because if he did, John would be a dead man.
"I don't know why you're all bleating at me. Yeah, I overlooked some details in the planning of last night's meeting-"
"Such as warning us that they were really fucked off because you'd helped bomb their warehouse." John pointed out.
"What do you want me to do? Apologise? Grow up, John." Tommy snapped back.
"They had loaded guns against their heads, they deserve an apology." Ada interjected, John giving her an appreciative flash of smile. She did love her big brother. Despite the fact that she'd pretty much only been yelling at him for the past month, John never dismissed her feelings and only apologised. It was confusing to admit to herself, but when Isaiah told her that he was confident John loved Y/N, she felt a wave of relief. At least he cared about her; it was the bare minimum but the Shelbys were notorious for not even meeting the bare minimum for acceptable social interactions.
"They didn't fuckin’ get shot." Thomas stated, his voice matter of fact and condescending.
"Do you ever hear yourself speak?" Polly spit back at him. "They didn't get shot this time. But it was too fucking close."
"It won't happen again, Polly." Tommy sighed. "What else can I say? Sorry lads, take the weekend off?"
"It's a good start." Arthur countered, "You're also paying for the extension on my house and my wedding."
"Fuck’s sake Arthur I was joking. But fine. Sure."
"You can't buy your family off." Polly scoffed at him.
"Think of it as compensation, a settlement." Thomas coolly corrected his aunt. "What do you want, John? A fucking farm?"
John hesitates while Finn whispered suggestions to him, Ada meeting his stare, John raising a brow to her in question. She sighed and nodded her approval.
"You can pay off my mortgage Tom, give me the kids' birthdays off-"
"So you'd never come into work then?" Finn cut in, Ada elbowing him in the ribs. She usually enjoyed Finn's remarks but she knew where John was heading; she could barely breathe.
"Tom, you're also to leave Y/N completely alone. If you have a problem with her, you come to me about it." He said firmly.
Arthur and Tommy traded knowing looks, obviously more aware of the ins and outs of his relationship than Ada was.
"Also if you're paying for Arthur's wedding I want the equivalent in cash." He adds.
Tommy shrugged. "Whatever. As long as we can move past last night and focus on today's order of business."
John nodded, satisfied. He knew Tom wouldn't care, but just saying out loud that he was involved with Y/N and having his family aware was a relief. He hadn't realised until he finally admitted how stressful keeping his relationship a secret was. Now, he could stop worrying about Tommy interfering.
Polly rolled her eyes, lecturing the brothers on their lack of moral backbone to allow themselves to be bought off, but dismissed them. She caught Ada's arm in hers on their way out, pulling her far from earshot.
"So Y/N and John are together now?" She asked, her face firm and scowling.
"Polls, I talked with her, she's aware of what she's done. She apologised and meant it. What more can I ask for?"
"Her not to have fucked him in the first place."
"She said that. Look, Polls, they're happy right? John seems happy-"
"He always is when he gets a leg over."
"You know she looked after him last night? Fixed him up after the meeting."
"Meeting? It was a fucking set up." Polly hissed but her face had softened. "She cleaned him up?"
"Antiseptic, bandages and all."
Polly looked subtly impressed, although she'd never admit it. "He went to hers? Not yours?"
"He wanted to talk to her." Ada shrugs, "I saw her this morning and-"
"What do you mean? You bumped into her?"
"I went to her work." Ada admitted, her aunt shooting her an exasperated glare.
"Why do I bother? Nobody listens to me."
"I had to talk to her, I'm glad I did. She reckons she loves him, he told her last night that he loves her, so..."
"We are talking about John? Our John?"
"I know Polls, I'm as amazed as you."
Her aunt huffed, unimpressed. "Are you okay with it though?"
"I guess, I just want them to be happy. I've told them to give me time with it."
"She was a good friend growing up, but people change, sometimes for the better, often for the worse."
"Poll, it's Y/N; she's my best friend. At the end of the day, we'd do anything for each other."
"Sweet Ada, you're going to be so miserable if you keep letting people walk all over you." Polly said wisely, kissing her goodbye affectionately. "I hope you're right. If she makes you cry again I'll kill her myself."
"Thanks, Polls."
She knew her aunt wasn't joking.
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I'm not sure if you're still in the hp fandom but how diffrent would the story be if a- Harry was a Slytherin and b- Alice and Frank had lived? I hope you're well, xxx
Oh man. What a question. What a big question.
Now for A—I’m sorry, you’re probably going to hate thisanswer. But I can’t ever see a version of the story where Harry is sorted intoSlytherin. Not only because JKR’s conceptualisation of the world and Slytherinin particular is so restrictive (which I won’t go into now but is like…thebiggest argument against Slytherin!Harry bcus JKR really, really wants Slytherins to be The Bad Guys), but also because the HP books are somuch about choice.
Choice comes in on so many levels. It’s in-your-face (“It is the choices we make, Harry, that showwho we really are, far more than our abilities”) but there is so muchunderlying interest in choice, andthe human capacity to choose their path for themselves. Harry’s free will istaken away incredibly early on in his life—as an infant, he has no say in wherehe goes or what happens to him once he is with the Dursleys. Even once helearns about Hogwarts, he’s not really given a choice on whether he goes—he’san eleven-year-old child, and Hagrid says to him “you’re going to Hogwarts”, soHarry decides, “I’m going to Hogwarts”. It’s a choice, but really he doesn’thave an alternative. Even the things he takes with him to Hogwarts are decidedon for him. He’s so lost in Diagon Alley he just accepts what he is told—buythis wand, take this pet, get these robes, don’t get a broomstick.
The first big choice he makes, really makes, for himself, iswhen he turns down Draco Malfoy’s invitation to sit with the future Slytherinlot. He picks Ron. And I think that is such a formative moment for Harry thatthere is no way after that that he could be in Slytherin. Draco and his friendsremind Harry of Dudley—the cousin that has bullied him his entire life. All the‘good’ people Harry has met so far have told him that Slytherin is a ‘bad’house, and the only real encounter with Slytherin Harry gets is an introductionto nasty bullies who remind him of his awful cousin, so that opinion isinstantly reinforced. He dislikes Draco from the moment he meets him in MadamMalkin’s. I don’t think he’d have gone to sit with him even if he hadn’t metRon. So I don’t blame Harry at all for begging not Slytherin, and I honestly cannot imagine a scenario where he’snot sat on that stool asking for the exactsame thing.
And the Hat—because this is JKR’s world, and she’s so muchabout choice—listens. It will always listen.
I’m forever interested in posts that say “imagine Harrybeing in Slytherin and being friends with people across all houses” and all thefascinating meta that can come out of that but it just…rings hollow for me. Don’t get me wrong, if you like it, keep at it. You do you.
I’m coming at it from a point of view that it’sa nice idea, but my experience growing up in a boarding school in this countryhas made me very, very aware of how unlikely it is. Bearing in mind that Harryis a kid who’s spent most of his life trying very hard to ensure his peers don’thate him—although with little luck—I don’t think he’d be sticking his neck outat eleven and defying the boys he has to literally live with nine months out ofthe year to make incredibly swift and close friendships with people everybodyelse in his house hates. I can see a friendship developing in later years, whenthey’ve all matured and learned to think for themselves more—but I still reckonany situation that has Harry in Slytherin would have him isolated and miserablefor a good couple of years at least, and that’s really not going to end well for a boy who can hear giant snakes in thewall and who has a mainline to the darkest wizard of the last century.
Like, Harry might end up making friends with Ron andHermione anyway, but I doubt it. We see that Ron is outgoing, ebullient, funand generally kind; Hermione is bookish and quiet and comes off as a bitinsufferable. Not only would they be unlikely to make friends with each other,but an unhappy Harry in a negative dorm room environment would be more like theHarry we see in OotP—withdrawn, sullen, suspicious—and I really can’t see anyfriendship forming instantly. We have to remember that these areeleven/twelve/thirteen year old kids, not late teens or twenty-somethings withthe benefit of reflexivity and distance. Kids feel first and think second, andthat would get in the way of these three coming together in a huge way.
And Harry needsRon and Hermione. If the series is about choice, it’s also really aboutfriendship and loyalty and love. I mean, that’s obvious to anybody who’s readit. It screams about love. It wantsus to believe in love and treasure love and ascribe immense power to love. Lovemakes Harry who he is—not just the literal physical protection his mother’slove gives him, but the platonic love he feels towards Ron and Hermione and hisromantic love for Ginny and the filial/maternal love he shares with MollyWeasley. Love and choice and loyalty are the ABCs of Harry, and if he was inSlytherin I think he’d be severely lacking in at least two thirds of them.
Also, let’s not forget he’d have Snape—bullying, abusiveSnape—as his chief guardian figure whilst at school. So instead of trading theDursleys for the strict but ultimately kind and caring McGonagall when he goesback to school, Harry would be trading them for Snape. Can you imagine growingup under the immediate care of a teacher who is willing to completely abuse hisauthority to outright bully you and other children? I’d like to think thatother teachers would intervene, but based on the fact that nothing was doneabout Snape at Hogwarts until he straight-up murdered the headteacher, I doubt it.
On a more pedantic and picky level, the plot just…wouldn’thappen if Harry was a Slytherin. He probably wouldn’t venture into thatforbidden corridor, he wouldn’t have Hermione around to figure out thePhilosopher’s Stone was hidden in the school, and he wouldn’t even make it pastthe Devil’s Snare without Ron and Hermione. That’s trusting, too, that Harrywouldn’t internalise the other Slytherin’s prejudices about Hagrid and startlooking up to him less (strong as Harry is, he’s still a kid, and it’s all tooeasy for children to absorb the feelings and prejudices of those around them)and therefore never find out how to get past Fluffy. And if Harry doesn’tventure down into that dungeon, then Voldemort never finds out about theprotection Lily left, and everything changes.
I’m not saying Slytherin Harry wouldn’t be fascinating—it would—butI don’t think the series would be about Harry if he was. Voldemort would goafter him, sure, because Voldemort is a megalomaniac mass-murderer who wouldn’tbe able to stand having been beaten by a one-year-old child first time around.But Harry wouldn’t be Voldemort’s arch-nemesis. He’d be a minor roadblock onhis path to world domination. He wouldn’t foil Voldemort’s plans early on, he’djust be…around. Trying to get by. And probably completely fucking miserable forlike 90% of his teenage years. Lupin being around in his third year would bereally good for him, but still….Snape’s going to be unable to resist outingLupin as a werewolf at the end of the year, and for Harry to lose thatpseudo-father figure without a support system to fall back on is going to MessHim Up.
I’m sorry that I can’t give a better answer to this but I amjust completely invested in the connections Harry makes to Hermione and theWeasleys and the person they make him into. Harry is able to develop into ahero primarily because of the friends he makes and the people he finds to lovehim—and I think if you take them away (which putting him in Slytherin would, due to the prejudices within theworld) it’s just not going to have the same moral to the story. Gryffindor gives him the belonging he has been desperate for his entire life, and I don’t think he’d be the same without it.
Also, I’m super into the Next Gen, and I love to Sort LilyLuna into Slytherin and her brothers into Gryffindor, and have them all grapplein their own ways with their dad’s legacy. His membership of Gryffindor is abig part of that, so I’m probably super biased towards keeping him firmly inthat house.
And, quickly, because I realise how long this is now—Frank andAlice being alive would be a fascinating change, but primarily with regards to Neville.I didn’t get the sense they were particularly close to James or Lily (I mean,obviously they were friends, but Ididn’t get a best-friends-would-fight-against-the-wizarding-world’s-main-authority-Dumbledore-to-change-Harry’s-lifevibe from them) so I don’t think they’d really have much impact on Harry’sstory. They might give him access to memories of his parents he couldn’t getfrom anywhere else, and I can see him looking to them for guidance in the sameway he looks to Molly and Arthur Weasley for the sense of parental love andsecurity he’s never got anywhere else, but I don’t think his overall plotlinewould be that much affected.
Also if Frank and Alice ever found out about the prophecy,can you imagine the guilt they’d feel every time they looked at Harry? Because they’dbe relieved it wasn’t them, wasn’ttheir son. And that would be a terrible thing to carry around. It wouldcomplicate everything they felt about Harry.
Neville on the other hand—oh, Neville with his parents.Probably Neville with younger siblings. Neville without a childhood under thethumb of his very strict grandmother. What kind of a boy Neville might havebeen! Still nervous, I’m sure, still insecure—but much less afraid of himselfand of the world. That fight we see in him at the end of Philosopher’s Stoneand in later books—I think we’d see a lot more of it, and we’d see it sooner.
I’m utterly fascinated by the idea of Neville with hisparents around. But I also would miss that moment where we find out it’sNeville who’s killed Nagini. So unexpected, because nervous hapless helplessNeville is not who anybody would have expected to kill the last Horcrux. Butthat’s what makes the moment great, and it’s a thread that runs throughout theseries: heroes aren’t better than anybody else, when it really comes down toit. They are just people who have made a brave choice in the face ofinsurmountable odds. That’s what Neville does. And I think it carries even moreweight because up until then we’ve got the sense of a bit of steel insideNeville, but we don’t realise quite how wide a steely streak it is until thatmoment.
But if Neville had Frank and Alice around, I think we’d knowthat steel was there from the very first. In fact, coming back to my pointabout friendships, I think in a series that had Harry in Slytherin and Nevillewith his parents alive, it would be Neville who reached out to Harry and madefriends with him first. But that’s a whole fanfiction, probably.
P.S. I will always be in the HP fandom. I keep trying to get out but I think someone locked the doors. I love to mess around with the canon a whole lot, but I prefer to do it outside the constrains of the stories themselves. That’s why I love the Next Gen, and that’s why I think a lot about the Trio’s lives post-Hogwarts, and how they get to where they end up in the Epilogue.
#Anonymous#harry potter#thank you so much for asking this anon this made me so happy i love thinking Big Thoughts about harry potter#also i'm so sorry if you're on mobile this is a helluva long post#hp meta
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Mio Amakura & Alice
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Mio Amakura: /starter
Alice: No limits aside from scat http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27900000/Alice-alice-madness-returns-fanclub-27902957-500-667.jpg
Mio Amakura: Hello.
Alice: hello
Mio Amakura: Did your twin die too?
Alice: who?
Mio Amakura: You don't have a twin?
Alice: no
Mio Amakura: Can you see ghosts?
Alice: sometimes
Alice: sometimes they try to touch me
Mio Amakura: Oh my god...same!
Alice: do they try to grab your breasts too?
Mio Amakura: Yes! Oh my goodness, this is so weird! When they try to touch me, they go for that spot specifically!
Alice: There are two that like to follow me one is I think a priest (I don't want to be sacrilegious or anything) but he likes my breasts
Alice: the other one is this old guy in a red bathrobe that always tries to put on hand on my breasts and the other between my legs
Mio Amakura: Mine is some office lady who killed herself who always gropes me. Another is this dead emperor's wife who keeps touching my butt and whispering obscene things in my ear.
Alice: I never hear the priest talk but the old guy is always complimenting me
Alice: when they try to touch me my nipples get hard
Mio Amakura: The emperor's wife said I smelled like a peach orchard...then I felt something wet between my legs...
Alice: lucky
Alice: when the old guy touches me I dont get wet instead I almost wet myself I think he gets off on it
Mio Amakura: The office lady watches me go to the bathroom. It's weird...
Alice: yeah I'm not sure if I'm into that stuff you know...
Mio Amakura: I'm definitely not. I actually prefer when she suckles me when I'm asleep.
Alice: now that sounds fun
Alice: I had an ex who insisted on doing that every night in the hopes I would start making milk
Mio Amakura: Sometimes she does other stuff while on top of me...but I don't make milk. Something else comes out though...
Alice: oh?
Alice: do tell :)
Mio Amakura: Just...wet stuff. From my lower parts...and she likes to finger me there too. While kissing me...
Alice: now that does sound like a lot of fun maybe I should try ask my ghosts if they know a lady-ghost
Mio Amakura: It gets really weird when the emperor's wife joins in. They don't even interact, they just focus on me.
Alice: maybe they cant see each other what if you are the only one who knows its a threesome now?
Mio Amakura: That's an interesting thought...I can taste them both but they can only taste me...
Alice: that sounds really hot the way you say it for some reason
Mio Amakura: Does it? Sorry...every time I talk about them, I sound perverted for some reason.
Alice: maybe I like that...
Mio Amakura: You do? I guess I can introduce you to them...?
Alice: I would really like that
Mio Amakura: (Office Lady): *appears behind Alice, suddenly grabbing her breasts* Hi! You're a bit smaller than her...but you feel so nice!
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Alice: *nearly jumps out of my skin "Yeep! Oh hello your a lot prettier than the other ghosts."
Mio Amakura: (Office Lady): I am? Geez...you're way prettier than I am! Although...how pretty would you say I am? *licks Alice's neck*
Mio Amakura: Saki! I can't take you anywhere...
Alice: "You are the prettiest ghost I have ever met... and the first woman ghost." *trying not to think about how hard my nipples are right now.
Mio Amakura: (Office Lady): Aww... *pinches her nipples* then I guess we got some catching up to do, hm? *kisses her cheek while tweaking her nipples*
Alice: "Ah, that feels...good" *my cheeks are bright red now
Mio Amakura: (Emperor's Wife): Honestly Saki, you're so obscene. *wraps her arms around and kisses a blushing Mio from behind* Don't you know that we have a beauty right here? *reaches down to grope Mio's ass while Saki bites Alice's ear, reaching down to reach under her dress*
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Alice: *I hesitantly step forward and kiss you. My first kiss with another girl* "Your friends are nice."
Mio Amakura: *blushes brighter* Y-you think so? And that...that was nice.
Mio Amakura: (Saki): Oh my...what did I do? Did I cause a Class S just by showing up?
Mio Amakura: (Emperor's Wife): *sighs* Saki may not see me but I know of her presence. She's probably taking credit for this... *to Alice* Young lady, is kissing all you want to do?
Alice: *my knees go weak and I fall to them now staring at your waist my body is burning with need.*
Alice: *I reach out with trembling hands* "C-can I try..?"
Mio Amakura: (Emperor's Wife): *smirks as she lifts Mio's skirt, revealing her damp underwear* She's all yours.
Mio Amakura: W-wait...what?
Alice: *I lean in close panting and smell your panties before slowly pulling them down. I pull the skirt back down over us and give a tentative kiss on your pussy.*
Mio Amakura: *lets out a sharp gasp as the emperor's wife cups her breasts*
Mio Amakura: (Emperor's Wife): Isn't this nice? You made a friend...
Alice: *hearing the encouraging whispers I start to try and kiss your pussy like its a pair of lips tilting my head for a better angle.*
Mio Amakura: *spreads her legs as she gets wetter, turning her head to pant only to be kissed by the emperor's wife*
Mio Amakura: (Saki): THAT'S IT! I gotta do something... *kneels down and begins to slowly undress Alice from the top*
Alice: "Mrph-!?" *I grunt in frustration as I'm pulled away from my kissing partner while my top is slid over my head and I go right back the moment I am free with my breasts now almost completely exposed.
Mio Amakura: (Saki): *slides down the rest of her dress, hungrily looking at her lower body as Mio holds her head against her pussy, still kissing Emperor's Wife*
Alice: *I cant stop now and begin trying to get my tongue between your lips as we kiss. My own juices are dripping down my legs with need.
Mio Amakura: (Saki): *gets on all fours and licks Alice's pussy from behind; the Emperor's Wife kneels behind Mio and spreads her cheeks, lapping at her hole*
Alice: "AAAhhhh...." *I moan into your pussy while kissing it* "Hahi, hah eels oh ood!"
Mio Amakura: (Saki): You taste amazing, beautiful! *keeps licking her while rubbing her own pussy*
Mio Amakura: I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum so hard!
Alice: *I push my tongue in even deeper and lick all of your insides I can reach my breath coming in hot panting gasps on your pussy lips*
Mio Amakura: *groans as she cums hard on her tongue, her fluids leaking onto her*
Mio Amakura: (Saki): *darts her tongue inside her and swirls it*
Alice: The sweet taste and extra sensation is too much for me "AH!" I scream into your pussy and collapse into a quivering heap on the floor coated in pussy juice from both of us
Mio Amakura: (Saki): *stands up in satisfaction and wipes her mouth* Looks like I got a new toy... (Emperor's Wife): You mean we do. (Saki): AH! Where did you come from?! (Emperor's Wife): ...Are we just now seeing each other? (Saki): What's your name? Are you seeing anyone? What are your measurements? (Hikari): Hikari...and you're a pervert.
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