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justlemmeadoreyou · 5 months

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jealous!harry headcannons

-> Whenever someone flirts with you, Harry's jaw clenches involuntarily. His emerald green eyes narrow ever so slightly, a subtle sign that he's not entirely pleased with the attention you're receiving.

-> Harry doesn't even realize it, but his hand often finds its way to your lower back when another person enters your personal space. It's a subtle way of showing people that you're taken, a possessive touch that never fails to make you smirk.

-> His lips form an adorable pout when he notices someone charmingly complimenting you. He might act nonchalant, but that little pout reveals the hint of jealousy simmering beneath the surface.

-> When you catch him staring intensely at you while you're engaged in conversation with someone else, it's not just admiration. Those silent stares are his way of saying, "You're mine, and I don't like sharing."

-> Whenever you make out, or during sex, he likes to bite on your neck. Even though you ask him to not bite you at the visible spaces, but he always does. Just under your jaw, at the junction of your neck and shoulder, at the side of your neck, at your jugular almost possesively, to show that he is the only one who gets to do that to you.

-> Innocent questions like "Who was that?" or "Do you know them well?" become loaded with an undercurrent of jealousy. He might pretend it's just curiosity, but his heart beats a little faster as he waits for your response.

-> Harry's fingers might "accidentally" brush against yours when he senses someone watching a little too closely. It's a subtle way of reminding everyone that he's the one who gets to hold your hand.

-> In group settings, he strategically positions himself between you and any potential threats. It's a protective move that ensures he can keep a watchful eye and be ready to intervene if necessary.

-> He becomes unusually vocal about his love for you when he senses competition. Expect random declarations of affection and praise, as he wants the world to know just how amazing you are.

-> These may even get a bit heated when there's no one close, like whispers of "my good girl, aren't you?" "so good for me, baby. look so well by my side" "can't wait to have my head between those pretty thighs of yours" "you're all fucking mine, aren't you doll?"

-> While he may not growl audibly, the subtle, low vibrations that escape his chest when he feels jealous are enough to send shivers down your spine.

-> You'll notice him dressing a bit sharper or wearing outfits that accentuate his features when he knows you might encounter someone who could trigger his jealousy. It's his way of making sure he's the most appealing person in the room, to show just how worthy of you he is.

-> Harry's teasing takes on a whole new level when he's jealous. His playful banter becomes slightly more pointed, like "accidental" brushes of his hand on your inner thighs, innocent kisses on your neck that always leave you turned on, and hiding his love boner by holding you as close to him as possible, his cock pushing it's way between your ass cheeks, because "wouldn't want anyone to see how hard i'm for you, love"

-> Grunts and whispers of "you're mine" and "just fucking mine", "you belong to me, don't you? all fucking mine" while he's fucking you into oblivion. It's similar when he has his sinful mouth between your thighs: "taste so fucking sweet" "all this for me?" as if it could ever be anyone else except him.

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gumballavocadoharry · 3 months

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Pet names Harry calls you; Headcanons:

Baby: To him you are like a baby. He squishes your cheeks with kisses and rubs your face with his hands. It's an intimate word he uses with you because you're his.

Doll: Your face is like a doll's. Beautiful, round and unique. You can make dolly eyes and these shiny lips that felt fluttery pressing against Harry's cheek. Your face is so innocent, making Harry want to let his fingers graze over your soft skin.

Angel: Your innocence and honesty makes you an angel to him. Sweet, kind, brave and sensitive is more than Harry would imagine in a woman and to him, you're heaven's sent gift to him.

Bunny: Your energy. You go from one place to the next, and you're always willing to go with Harry on any tour or vacation or adventure. Harry loves the time he spends with you, and feels incredibly lonely when you're not there.

Honey: Your sweetness makes Harry attracted to you. He stops to think of you just to smile. A dull day can feel bright when Harry's with you.

Kitten: Like a cat, so careful and cautious, yet curious and delicate, Harry sees you like this. He wants to hold you in his arms, caress your hair and snuggle his nose to your face. Just cuddling you tightly, not ever wanting to let go.

Love: Basic, he loves you to death. You're the love of his life and his everything.

Sweetheart/Sweetie: Your precious to Harry. Almost childlike but mature for him. Harry likes to wrap you in this protective grasp while you're both in bed or on the couch. He sees his future in you as his wife. You're his sweetie, his girlfriend, his life.

Princess: A true princess in his eyes. Beautiful and posh. Harry would take you in his arms and dance with you in the living while calling you princess; looking deep into your eyes and kissing you passionately.

Beautiful: He greets you with "Hey beautiful," in the morning, even with the mud mask or eye mask on your face, your hair messy and your voice raspy. Harry kisses your cheek before hopping from the bed and making breakfast for you and him.

Darling: A treasure to Harry. You're his darling, a person who he holds dear to him. Harry calls you this when you need to hear it the most.

Love bug: A cute fun nickname Harry says to express those fluttery feelings he has towards you. He'll rub your nose and repeat it over and over with a cooing tone, smothering your face in millions of kisses.

Boo boo: A pet name that makes you blush when said in public at a party. A drunk Harry will loudly say it at a party, lengthening it to "boo boo bear" and ask you for kisses. It somewhat embarrasses you, when Harry's clingy to you and expects you to hold his hand and he just puckers kisses to your little cheeks. It does give you this warm flush of love more than embarrassment.

Pumpkin: Harry sees you little. You're smaller than him and he dominates you in height. He smushes your cheeks in his hands and will baby you just to see you frown a little. Then he'll kiss the crinkles on your forehead and say "I love you."

Sugar: When Harry's in a romantic mood, he'll say it yo summon you to the bedroom. He'll whisper in your ear and pick you up and take you to bed.

Baby girl: You're his baby. Whether you like it or not, Harry sees you as a little bean and he'll protect you and baby you for love. Had a bad day at work? Harry will rub your feet and sing for you. Sick in bed with the flu? Expect doctor Harry to feed you soup and cuddle you along with your warm blankets.

Flower: Harry tells you how he would wish on dandelions for someone like you. His wish came true months later.

Cupcake: One of your favorite desserts, Harry calls you this when he thinks of cupcakes, he thinks of you. He'll walk past a bakery and see chocolate cupcakes frosted with purple or blue frosting and immediately thinks of you which is how you end up with a dozen cupcakes on your desk at home.

Muffin: One of his favorite treats. Your his muffin when he bakes soft gooey chocolate chip muffins for the morning to go along with your oatmeal or yogurt. He adds sweet little notes to them like: I'll be at the studio all day, muffin. Don't forget your lunch for work.

Buttercup: When Harry's feeling extra lovey dovey, he calls you this when he needs to protect you. He knows your a sweets addict and will buy you bunches of treats to make you happy.

Bon bon: Like a chocolate bon bon, Harry sees you like this little sweet treat that blast flavor into your mouth. So creamy and sweet but not too rich.

Teddy Bear: When Harry's away, he dreams of you and craves to hold you like a teddy bear. He imagines holding your hand in his and feeling the skin of your body pressed against his. The smell of you lingers through him and he just wants you to be like a teddy to him to sleep with at night.

Poppet: Like a poppy seed, Harry is fiercely protective of you and will throw himself in to keep you safe.

Cookie: When you're eating cookies, Harry will call you this as a play on word.

Babe: You're his baby girl, he tells you this when you fall asleep on his bare chest, tracing his butterfly tattoo with your finger. His fingers comb through your hair and he just listens to the sound of your breathing in and out with the sync of his heartbeat.

Gorgeous: When you don't feel pretty, Harry will tell you otherwise and tell you all the features of you that he finds enticingly beautiful.

Wifey: When Harry decides to finally keep you forever, he'll hit one knee and ask you to be his wife. You'll say yes and share the promises of your rings together and live happily as husband and wife.

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proxductions · 1 year

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“Love; a truly ridiculous thing.” 𖤐

summary: draco malfoy wants to win you over. he wants to make you his. but there’s a problem.. harry wants to win you over too.

pairings: harry potter x anyhouse!reader x draco malfoy

word count: _

warnings/notes: some angst here and there, and some swearing. I was gonna make this fully angst but i changed the idea loll. It’s 11PM and I should be sleeping but oh well. read along and enjoy. 🖤

Love is a truly ridiculous thing.

It can make us feel desperate and ridiculous, as it leads us down uncharted paths and unknown waters.

Draco Malfoy was chewing his breakfast roughly. and while doing so, he didn’t take his crystal eyes off you.

There you were. laughing and talking to the stupid scar boy. What did you see in that orphan freak? was it his stupid eyes? his stupid scar? his stupid fame? Draco didn’t know but god, he really wished he did.

Every time draco would try to talk to you harry would come out of nowhere and distract you from him. Draco had enough. He had to win you over he needed to make you his.

But he knew he couldn’t make you his if harry was around. So, he had an idea.

“Tonight at 11:23PM; Astronomy Tower.” The note said. You were walking to your next class and Draco Malfoy practically came out of nowhere and gave you this note without saying anything.

“Don’t be stupid!” Hermione Granger had said as she flipped through her textbook. “It’s suspicious don’t you think? you and him… alone?” She wiggled her eyebrows as you hit her on her shoulder, trying to contain a smile.

Little did you know, a boy with green eyes was staring into your skull. he had heard everything. alone? tonight? astronomy tower? was all harry thought about.

Harry was consumed by a jealous rage as he thought with his fists clenched. Who was all Harry Potter was thinking about. who.

“11:23PM” the clock said. You first looked around and made sure your roommates were dead asleep. You then quickly but quietly left the room, into the common room and out into the corridors.

Freezing. You thought. You had came stupidly with your pyjamas. As if that’ll protect me from the cold. you thought.

You walked and walked and looked around. Hogwarts looked so beautiful at night.

You walked a bit more and made it up to the tower. The stars looking brightly back at you.

You looked up to the night sky of Hogwarts, marveling at the stars and the majestic silhouette of the castle against the velvety backdrop of darkness.

It was then when you heard a cough behind you. You quickly turned around, afraid it was Mr. Filch but you were met with Draco Malfoy.

“The stars are beautiful, aren’t they?” He quietly said softly. What was strange was that he didn’t even take a glance at the stars.. he was only looking at you.

“The stars are gorgeous, yes..” you said breathily, looking into his deep crystal eyes.

Draco took your right hand gently and sighed.

“We need to talk.”

Harry Potter was wide awake. He did not dare to close his eyes once. He was heavily overthinking and it was because of you.

Harry’s heart raced with jealousy as he imagines what could be happening between you and the other mysterious person. He can't help but overthink the situation, as he tosses and turns in bed, unable to fall asleep until 12AM

That night, harry had a dream. and in that dream, he dreamed that you were his.

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whitemancumslut · 2 years

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WARNINGS! Mean!Dom!Harry, Petnames (Doll, Whore, Slut, Puppy etc…), Sub!Reader, Reader has a thigh tattoo, Not actual smut

"i'm in here!" You called out.

"It's just me, love," You heard the lovely deep accented voice behind the door and a smile grew on your face when you swung it open.

Seeing Harry leaned up against the exterior with the naughtiest smirk known to man.

"Well, what are you wearing, my sweet puppy?" Just right when he said, "Puppy," your stomach started doing backflips. You couldn't explain it but the rasp and pur in his voice always made your pussy ache. He grinned devilishly before expectedly pushing himself against you and closing the bathroom door.

"Harry, he's here," You mumbled as you continued to press a long awaited kiss on to his lips.

"No he's not." He chuckled against your lips. " sent his ass outta here," He grinned and chuckled deeply, once again. "Along with his bitch, Chris."

"No," You mumbled once again as he kissed you. Trying not to laugh at his name calling, you pulled away and spoke again, "I just checked his location. He's pulling up to the house right now." Harry cursed out loud.

"Well, shit. Them little bitches didn't waste a second, huh?"

You mirrored his grin pressing your lips against his letting him tilt you side to side.

Unable to put on a worried act you smiled into the kiss. "Looking really good tonight," You told him sweetly. He had a white dress shirt on, slightly unbuttoned at the top revealing his tatted chest. His sleeves rolled up and long hair to the side like he was about to propose a drug deal.

"I look pretty good? Oh sweetheart, you know what you are doing." He roared lowly. "Let's not dance round it," He said tilting his head to tease you.

"Walking in with Jay all over you tonight, hmm? Having him press himself against you. Is that what you like?" His eyes grew darker as he didn't even care to get an answer out of you. You whimpered when he roughly manhandled you and turned you to face the mirror.

You felt so small in front of him. Especially looking at him through the reflection. He wasn't trying to make eye contact with you, his eyes were trained on your body. He pressed his hips against your back and put his large palm on your tummy. Pushing you against him, wanting you as close as possible.

He rested his chin on your shoulder, slightly hurt your muscle but you were too interested in whatever he was finna do to care. He kept his chin in place and looked up through his long lengthen lashes to you in the mirror.

Softly sniffing your scent of A Thousand Wishes, as you do him. His eyes were piercing into yours making you wanna bust right there if you could.

"Ye' see... These pretty things," He dragged his fingertip around, tracing the cup of your large breast. His fingertips lighting you up like a million suns. "Mine," He claimed. You slumped up against his body allowing him to claim you once again. If Harry felt he hadn't seen you in so long (so long equalling two days or longer), and as usual, a cloud of jealousy would float over his head, he'll feel the need to repeat and reclaim what's his. You did not mind a little reminder every now and then, even if you didn't need it.

"Understand that, Love?" His green orbs inky and becoming almost haunting as he stared you up and down through the mirror. His accent and tone of voice sending butterflies in your tummy whilst still being mesmerized by the large tatted hands roaming your body, didnt even noticed when they flattened against the both of your boobs and his fingers clenched as he groped you harshly.

"Argh!" A sharp gasp left your mouth, dramatically leaning back in his arms, your head falling on his shoulder. He released his grip pinching your clothed nipples letting his hands fall down to your stomach. Harry placed his chin on your temple, allowing some force onto you, he pushed your head back so you can face the mirror with your obedience under his touch.

"I said," He tightened his force on your stomach by pushing down. Your insides turning like machinery and eyes squeezing shut before looking back at him through the reflection. "Do you understand?"

"Mhm, mhm, mhm.," You hummed, still caught in the moment, swarming like someone under arrest. You were gone. It's like Harry was a drug and you were feigning for him. It was an indescribable feeling, words couldn't explain the hold he had on you. All it took was two minutes to get you to melt.

"Words.

"Y-yes I understand. Yes, all yours."

"These.," His hands moved down to your thick thighs. Harry loved your thighs. He loved the tattoo you had going down your thigh from your hip, seeing it made him jump.

He roughly pinched your thigh meat tugging at the permanent ink on your skin. You scrunched your face up to the stinging pain and your eyes flicked down to your thighs in the mirror.

You winced to the small sting of pain he gave you when he slapped your skin. Right on the tattoo, he lightly scratched like a cat.

"They are practically on display for everyone to see. Don't you think, Lovey?" Ducking his head down to your ear lobe to place a soft kiss against your bone. Soon taking your ear lobe between his teeth and tugging lightly.

"Y-yeah."

He tuts pulling away. "I just don't understand why you'd put what's mine out on display for everyone to see," He teased.

You groaned, eager for him to touch you more and continue reclaiming what's his.

"O-o-oh!" He chuckle deeply pushing you away but his hands still on your waist. "Dont even get me started on this ass of yours." He quickly spun you around so you were facing him. But his eyes were on your back's reflection. Sliding his large hands under the skirt of your dress, letting them land on your ass cheeks, feeling your bare ass. Lifting the smirk up so he can see all of it.

When you turn your head to see what he was doing, you see he pulled up your skirt to see your ass. You blinked and he pulled his hand back slapped it against your ass. "Argh, Harry!" You screeched out. Squeezing your ass meat not letting the sting linger enough, making his mark. Harry shook the meat in his hand, digging his nails into you. You scrunched your face up enjoying the pain and the sensation he was giving you.

"Shush, shush," He told you quietly.

He brought his mouth down to your ear, still holding on to your skin on your bum but lighter, "Is there a good explanation for why your dressed like such a slut tonight, huh?Wanted everyone eye-fucking you tonight, huh?" His was still low and raspy making your mind go completely foggy. “Is that what it is? You being an attention whore?”

He pulled back to look you in the eye to see he had you wrapped around his finger. Your eyes were low, mouth agape like you wanted to say something. You looked like you were high up in the clouds. "Puppyyy," His voice dropped at least five notches with a slight huskiness to it.

You could feel your pussy clench around nothing, debating to lookup at at him or not.

Your still recovering from the harsh slap to your skin, slumped with his palms keeping you steady resting on your waist. He looked down at you like his eyes awaiting your answering but also filled with dominance and forcing you to opening your mouth and spit out the words he's wanting to hear.

He could see your lust filled eyes when you decided to make eye contact. He smirked knowing that you were staggering under his touch, his words making your insides move around like a game of checkers.

His head came down to yours, nudging you aside carefully placing his lips upon your neck.

"What's the reason, baby?" He cooed at you.

You whined to him, pressing your nails into his broad shoulders. "| wanna know what or who... got you dressing this way." Harry knew the answer. He knew she dressed like this just for him. He knew there was no way in hell, she dressed like this because of Jay.

Jay. The man who was probably walking around for both Harry and his girlfriend. But the thought of you two together in the bathroom didn't even cross his mind.

It took you a while but you brought your chest up, your breast slightly pushing against his chest, giving him a breathy and whiny response, "It's you, H. I dressed like a slut for you," You moaned out. "All for you."

Harry grinned against your neck making you whimper. "Please," You breathed out.

Harry pulled away realizing that she was in deep into the moment and her boyfriend had to be back by now, wondering where she was.

Not that Harry cared. Harry would literally fuck her with her boyfriend in the room next to them. But he wanted to make her wait.

"Alright, Pup. Come on," He released the hold on your waist and cupped your face with both of his hands. Your cheeks were pushed up as he tried to get you straight. Your pupils dilated and filled with desperation and lust, he sighed.

"You're going to get yourself together, come out a couple of minutes after me, greet your prick of a boyfriend, and I'll see you back at your place," He planned out the night in front of you but you were so dizzy and horny it was all muffled.

"You can't fuck me here, right now?" You whined, ignoring his orders, gripping onto his white dress shirt and pulling him towards you.

Harry kept his composure trying not to just bend you over here and forget his plan, he then tsk'd at you. "No, and you wanna know why the answers no, darling?"

"Is it because Jay is right outside? You're scared he'll-" You barked and Harry's face filled with disbelief of your remark and he immediately got the wave of jealousy mixed with anger.

"No," He immediately shut you up gripping your wrist. "This has nothing to do with Jay." He barked back. "It's because you decided to show up and dress like a slut to get me all riled up. Teasing me all night- You think I give a shit if Jay hears, sees, knows I'm fucking you? I think he’ll love the fact his precious, sweet Y/n is acting and dressing like a whore for me?” Your thighs were aching, wanting them to be on the sides of his hips while he fucked you on the sink until you were seeing stars. But your imagination stopped when Harry continued.

"Shit! Let the whole house know! I couldn't give a shit. But now, I have to punish you. Can't properly do that when in a tight space like this can we, Doll?"

You whimpered and shook your head.

"This," He said, tugging at your dress, "Should be off by the time you step foot in that house. Understood?"

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secret-rendezvous1d · 11 months

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H being cooped up in bed all day and bubs just wants to love and look after him, asking if she needs to get mummy, if he’s hungry or tired with the missus watching on from the bedroom door

the way seff would be with harry when he's sick is a pure reflection of how yn would be with harry when he's sick-

S I C K H A R R Y # 2

before seff leaves for school, she makes sure he's okay.

she tries not to wake him up from his 'sleep' - which, really, is him just laying with his eyes closed as he tries to ignore the pounding in his head and the cramp in his stomach - but she just wants to say goodbye to him before yn takes her.

"daddy?"

and she's so soft and gentle as she holds his hand, standing there in her school uniform with pigtails hanging down her shoulders, book-bag on her back.

"i'll see you when you get home, little one."

"can you help me with my homework?"

and she whispers so softly.

"i'll try to. you know daddy's not as smart as you, seff."

she grins and he points to his cheek and she presses a soft kiss to the skin at the top of his finger and hugs him gently.

and he pretty much sleeps all day.

yn makes sure to check on him every now and then - she makes him lunch (a cheese and ham toastie) and plenty of tea, treats him to biscuits, and has timers on her phone to make sure he takes some medication.

and, on her break from blogging in her office, she lays with him and takes a little nap.

he goes with her to pick seff up from school, which she loves, and he sits in the front and has a little ice-cream treat for his little girl - and when he gets home, he lays himself on the sofa and seff sits on the floor and she does her homework whilst he 'rests his eyes' (and offers his help when needed) and yn prepares their dinner and checks on them from the kitchen entryway, secretly, every now and then.

and his stomach cramps are horrible. rolling across his abdomen, sitting low in his belly, and his face doesn't hide the discomfort.

"daddy, do you want mummy?"

"i'm okay, sweetheart. just a bit of a pain."

"do you want some water?"

"i'll be okay, little one."

"are you sure? you're in pain."

"m'just waiting for the painkillers to kick in. i'm okay, seff."

after dinner, even though he didn't eat too much, he takes himself upstairs and runs himself a bath and yn says she'll be up after she's gotten seff ready for bed and tucked up under her sheets.

but, she refuses to go to bed and sits on the bathroom floor as her dad has a bath, telling him silly stories that she makes up, and she tells him about her day at school and how she's got a 'show and tell' session coming up and that she wants to tell everyone about her trip to america, with her mum and dad, where he took her into a studio and she got to sing and record something.

and yn just loves the image before her as she watches from the doorway.

her husband, with wet hair and a little more colour in his cheeks and a smile on his lips, and her daughter, with bubbles on her hands as she blows them in his direction.

"come on, cheeky. it's time for bed."

"but-"

"no buts, missy. it's almost 9pm. you're an hour over your bedtime.. you'll be cranky in the morning."

"but i'm helping daddy."

"daddy will be fine, i'll look after him."

"but-"

"persephonne anne, it's time for bed."

and she's not being stern but, it's enough for persephone to groan and stand to her feet, a stomp from her left as she folds her arms over her chest.

she gives harry a kiss on the cheek and proceeds to follow her mum as they walk to her bedroom. and yn's gone for just a short fifteen minutes before she comes back to the bathroom and leaves the door ajar, taking place on the floor.

"she is her mother's daughter."

"i don't know what you're talking about, mister."

"not just the attitude. just, the way she is with people. she's you." xx

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reclusiveharry · 1 year

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what’s your role in a tragic play: misunderstood villain

prepare for an onslaught of both the most dehumanizing and hateful takes, and flood of thirst comments.

you don't trust or even really like most people. maybe you did at one point. but that part of you is gone, and you don't go a single day without grieving it.

you're open, but less in a trusting way and more like a wound. you don't like to let people see you, but the hurt spills out of you before you can stop it.

you're impulsive, even as you try hard to plan and prepare. maybe someday your side of the story will finally be heard. until then, you can convince yourself that being hated is safer anyway

#harry misc #harry headcanons #thank you maggie for finding yet another quiz that just reads my characters for filth

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galaxysmashed · 2 years

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Harry James Potter has a juicy ass.

That is all I wanted to say

#Harry Headcanons #OOC

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that-bitch-kat3 · 7 months

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walburga: you’re not good enough for my son

remus: you’re not good enough for your son

walburga: excuse me?

remus: you heard me.

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apparentlytheproblem · 4 months

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e n e m i e s t o l o v e r s t r o p e - p r o m p t l i s t

these are prompt lists which im so excited to do and share in the future and i hope my list only grows :)

-ˏˋ. dialogue ˊˎ-

"As if you would ever cross my fucking mind."

"fuck you" "when"

“He so likes her.”

“I don’t mind wasting time on you.”

“I feel the opposite of hate…towards you.”

“I feel things…”

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you"

“I might need more.”

“I’m not…used to feeling this way, okay?”

“Oh - don’t fucking do that.”

"shut up and kiss me"

"such a pretty liar mhmm"

“Took you long enough.”

“We might have been wrong.”

"what did you do"

“What the fuck is your problem?

"where the hell is he?"

"you want me?" "you know i do"

"stop crying"

"stop acting as if you're royalty, join reality."

"this is so wrong-"

-ˏˋ. scenarios ˊˎ-

both of them are in forced proximity because of a crowd rush

internal conflict of being enemies with benefits

fake dating to get someone of their back

enemies but they are shivering and the other offers their hoodie

they make fun of eachother just to keep their attention

they have to work together and they hit a realization on how its not too bad

injured and goes to them to fix up their wounds as they have no where else to go

cant stand that they're ignoring them

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my-castles-crumbling · 4 months

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Gay Panic?

First year:

James, casually: So my uncle has a husband.

Sirius, shocked: You can do that?

James: Yeah, I reckon so.

Second year:

Sirius: So I have a gay uncle too.

James, not really bothered: Weird, mate. Guess a lot of people are gay.

Sirius, a bit contemplative: Hahaha. Weird.

Third year:

Sirius, nervously: Do you ever want to kiss people?

James: Girls, right? You mean girls?

Sirius, even more nervously: Erm, yeah. Girls.

James: Yeah, I like Evans. She’s like…bossy-hot.

Fourth year:

Remus: So…I'm gay.

Sirius, having a gay crisis: Ohhhh! Erm, we support you!

James, also panicking, thinking of gay Regulus: Yes. We're allies!

Sirius, still internally panicking: Such allies.

Fifth year:

Sirius, freaking out again: So, you know how we're like…allies?

James, paranoid, worried Sirius saw him staring at Reggie: Yeah?

Sirius: Allies can have like…gay dreams, right? And still be straight?

James, relieved: Oh. Oh, yeah! Absolutely. I do, too! And I'm a thousand percent straight.

Sixth year:

Sirius, really having a crisis after Remus returned to school six inches taller: It's totally normal as a straight person to have a crush on another bloke, right?

James, still fully in denial even though he's been stalking Reg on the Map: Erm, yeah. Definitely. We're both straight.

Seventh year:

Sirius, having just kissed Remus: So actually Im definitely gay and I'm dating Moony and that crush and those dreams were all very gay.

James: Well FUCK what am I, then?

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wordsarelife · 7 months

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—this love

pairing: mattheo riddle x fem!reader

summary: mattheo finally asks you to be his girlfriend

warnings: mentions of sex, the scene is literally cuddling after doing it, so there’s that

a/n: i don’t think i’ve ever finished writing something so quickly, also, sorry this is so short, hope this is something that you can imagine happening hehe

inspired by: this request

“can you pass me the lighter, love?”

you reached out towards the nightstand, gripping the blue lighter in your hand. you turned around to mattheo, wordlessly lighting the cigarette that was already between his lips

“smoking’s bad for you, teo” you scolded, turning back around and returning the lighter to it’s original position

“so is sleeping with the dark lords son, but i presume no one warned you?”

you rolled your eyes

mattheo took a drag from his cigarette, before he exhaled the smoke. he held the cigarette away from the bed and motioned for you to come closer.

you crawled back into his arms, your lips eagerly connecting to his. “you taste like nicotine” you grimaced in distaste

“there has been a real genius lost on you, baby” mattheo grinned. you swatted his arm, before you turned your head, resting your cheek on his naked chest.

mattheo and you had been sleeping together since the start of the year. what had started as a once in a while hook up quickly turned into a friends with benefits situation. not that you were seeing other people and after everything you heard he wasn’t either.

“there’s something else i wanted to talk to you about” you could feel mattheo lean over you to put out the cigarette.

“yeah?” you asked curious, resting your chin on his chest and looking at him expectingly. “what’s wrong, teo?” you muttered softly as you noticed his features turning serious. “did something happen?”

“no” mattheo shook his head and send you a reassuring smile “i wanted to talk about us— the thing”

“oh” you made, dumbfounded. since the start of this special relationship you had never once discussed any details and just went with the flow, as mattheo had called it. “do you want to stop this?” you asked curious

“actually—“ he hesitated for a moment

“you can tell me” you smiled and it was as if mattheo immediately calmed down

“what would you say if i asked you to stop seeing other people” you raised your eyebrows

“i would say that i haven’t even started seeing other people”

mattheo smiled and you grinned back.

“good” he nodded in approval “me neither. maybe we could do something together, something non—sexual?”

your eyes were as big as saucers. mattheo wasn’t usually the type to do something that didn’t involve sex. of course you guys were friends before and would hang out together, but not in a romantic sense as he was clearly suggesting now

“mattheo riddle” you pondered “are you asking me on a date right now?”

“no— yeah” he hesitated, before his usual smirk returned, naturally finding back to his normal pace “actually i’m asking you to be my girlfriend”

“girlfriend?” you repeated “yeah, i like that”

“great” mattheo smiled and as if you hadn’t just talked about a whole relationship right now, he grinned at you: “can you pass me the lighter, love?”

“again?” you asked, watching his hand fall to the floor and pick up a cigarette “this is addiction”

mattheo shrugged “or you could kiss me again” he smirked “that would work as compensation”

you rolled your eyes, before you snatched the cigarette away. “okay, i’ll take that”

#mattheo x you #mattheo riddle for example #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle x you #mattheo x y/n #mattheo riddle #mattheoxreader #harrypotterimagine #harry potter #harry potter headcanon #slytherin boys x reader #slytherin boys

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justlemmeadoreyou · 10 days

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harry with a very pregnant y/n-headcanons

-> Harry is the ultimate doting husband when Y/N is pregnant. "Let me get that for you, love," he murmurs, jumping up to fetch her whatever she needs before she can even ask. Y/N tries to protest that she's perfectly capable, but Harry insists on waiting on her hand and foot.

-> He constantly showers her with thoughtful gifts - fresh flower bouquets, her favorite snacks and treats, cozy new maternity outfits. "These are for my two favorite people," Harry says softly, cupping her bump as he presents the offerings. Anything to make his wife feel cherished and appreciated.

-> Harry can't get enough of cradling Y/N's bump and talking or singing softly to their unborn baby. He lies with his head in her lap for hours, utterly enamored as he watches her belly ripple with kicks. "Strong one, just like your mum," he chuckles.

-> Harry is in a perpetual state of awe and wonder throughout y/n's pregnancy. He spends hours just watching her, mesmerized by the way her body is changing and nurturing their child. "You're so incredible, you know that?" he murmurs, reverently tracing the outline of her growing belly.

-> When Y/N is feeling achy and sore, Harry draws her a steamy bath filled with fragrant rose petals and flickering candles. "This is your night to relax, my love," he murmurs, gently massaging her feet and lower back after she soaks.

-> Since Y/N tires easily, Harry cheerfully takes over all the cooking duties. "What's my pregnant queen craving tonight?" he asks with a wink, happily whipping up even the most bizarre food combinations her hormones demand.

-> When y/n's ankles start swelling, Harry insists on giving her regular foot massages. He's gentle and attentive, working out the tension in her muscles with skilled, nimble fingers. "Just relax, love. Let me take care of you," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to her ankle.

-> With nesting instincts in full force, Y/N can't stop buying things for the baby. Harry comes home to find she's purchased hundreds of newborn onesies. "Erm…I may have gone a bit overboard," she admits sheepishly.

-> He sneaks out to buy an entire nursery's worth of plush stuffed animals after seeing how Y/N's face lights up around them. When she wanders into the newly-decorated room, she bursts into happy tears. "For our little one," Harry says gruffly.

-> In Y/N's final weeks, Harry refuses to leave her side, terrified of missing the birth of their child. "Please, let me just sleep on the floor tonight," he begs, not wanting to be separated for even a moment. His overprotective hovering is both endearing and exasperating.

-> The pure, unguarded adoration in Harry's eyes whenever he looks at his pregnant wife is enough to make anyone swoon. "You're the most incredible, strong, beautiful woman," he tells her often, cradling her face tenderly.

-> After the baby's arrival, Harry dotes on Y/N even more - keeping the house tidy, ensuring she's rested and well-fed, while also being the most loving, smitten new father. "I've got you both," he murmurs, pressing kisses to her temple and the baby's downy head. "Always."

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gumballavocadoharry · 1 year

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Harry teaching his baby; Headcanon:

Ik I haven't done these in awhile, but last night, I wrote out a bunch of ideas for several and this is one of many!!!!

Compassion. The first person alongside you to show them compassion and understanding. That would be evident in their teen years when they start making more serious mistakes. Harry would always be there and make sure his tone, words and expressions were all in tune with his deep concern and love for them.

Intelligence. Harry is a very smart and wise man. No doubt, common sense is essential for him and making sure his children have it is one of his goals.

Kindness. Is a big one for him! Treat people with kindness is his motto and what better example than to treat his own child with kindness. Spoiling them at times, but speaking kindly, mildly, generously and patiently and acting on it is what he knows his child will look at.

Patience. When he needs to repeat things over and over, or when they're throwing a tantrum....he tries hard not yell or scream or say something irrational. When disciplining them, he's mild and reasonable and firm.

Humbleness. He listens to his children and takes their feelings into consideration always. He'll ask their opinions and will make choices with them.

Boldness. Harry has a natural outgoing personality, but when he notices his child lags behind in courage, he's right there to guide them and give them that self boost.

Affectionate. Harry's a HUGE example in this as he loves to smother his child in kisses and hugs, especially when they really need it. Words of encouragement and "I love you's" are always said daily and so are notes of what his child likes for their meals or as a present. He is vocal and physical about his love and his children never have to wonder.

Thankful. Harry does this by telling his children that he's thankful for them everyday and that they are the best gift he could've ever asked for. "I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I'm so grateful for you and you make me so proud to be your daddy everyday."

Positive. He teaches this by being positive about the little things in life. Like the flowers or a sunny day.

Classy. By having manners and showing courtesy to others, he sets an example of being a gentleman.

Silly. Harry's a natural goofball anyway so it comes easy for him when he makes funny faces or blow raspberries on their tummy. He jokes around and it raises their spirits on a bad day.

Free expression. Harry wants his children to express themselves and never feel hindered to keep things inside. He especially wants them to come to him and talk about their feelings.

Honesty. Harry makes a point to be honest and truthful with everything, so he expects the same from his child.

Self-aware. He's been through honest self reflection of himself and no doubt wants his children the have the same thing. To know and discover who they are and what they expect from themselves.

Loyalty. Harry keeps his promises and so when his child promises something that they can't keep, harry teaches them how to make it up.

Self-control. As hard as it would be for Harry in keeping them in check, he would have to let them see that they need self-control in their emotions, wants and needs. So despite them screaming or crying they're heads off for a toy, he's calm and reserved in showing them that they can't always get what they want.

Ethics. Harry has strong morals in certain things and he sticks to them even in the face of pressure. So he would teach his child how to be strong and firm with theirs.

Strength. In times of pain or pressure, Harry no doubts wants his kid to be strong enough to stand up to the trails.

Love. The most important lesson of all Harry teaches them. To love themselves, others, animals, flaws and all. He teaches them to have respect and kindness towards people and to be humble and sufficient in holding onto meaningful relationships and their dignity. To be happy, healthy and mature topped off with character is what makes Harry the most proud.

The best teacher he could be is their father in showing them that there is NO ONE in this world he could or would love more than them.

#harry styles #harry styles imagine #dad!harry #dadrry #harry styles and yn #daddy's baby #harry headcanons #harry styles headcanon #daddy and baby #two against the world

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siriuslygay1981 · 6 months

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Sirius- Am I being annoying?

Remus- Are you aware that my heart is trying to crawl out of my chest to get to you?

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kizzer55555 · 24 days

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DP x DC: The Most Dangerous Card Game

Ok so Danny has essentially claimed earth as his. And he is fully aware that there are constant threats to the planet. Now he can’t stop a threat that originates on earth (that’s something he’ll leave to the Justice league) but he can do something about outside threats. Doing some research on ancient spells, rituals, and artifacts, he cast a world wide barrier on the planet to protect it from hostile threats so they cannot enter. This will prevent another Pariah Dark incident. However, barriers like this come at a price. You see, there are two ways to make a barrier. Either make one powered up by your own energy and power (which would be constantly draining) or set up a barrier with rules. The way magic works is that nothing can be absolutely indestructible. It must have a weakness. The most powerful barriers weren’t the ones reinforced with layer after layer of protective charms and buffed up with power. Those could eventually be destroyed either by being overpowered, wearing them down, or by cutting off the original power source. No, the most powerful barriers were the ones with a deliberate weakness. A barrier indestructible except for one spot. A cage that can only be opened from the outside. Or that can only be passed with a key or by solving a riddle. So Danny chooses this type of barrier and does the necessary ritual and pours in enough power to make it. And he adds his condition for anyone to enter.

Now the Justice league? Find out about the barrier when Trigon attempts to attack, they were preparing after he threatened what he would do once he got to earth. How he would destroy them. The Justice league tried to take the fight to him first but were utterly destroyed, so they retreated home to tend to their injuries, and fortify earth for one. Last. Stand. Only when Trigon makes his big entrance…he’s stopped.

The Justice league watch in awe as this thin see-through barrier with beautiful green swirls and speckled white lights like stars apears blocking Trigon and his army’s advance. The barrier looks so thin and fragile yet no matter how hard the warlord hits, none of his attacks can get through and neither can he damage said barrier. That’s when Constantine and Zatanna recognizes what this barrier is. Something only a powerful entity could create. For a moment, the league is filled with hope that Trigon can’t get through yet Constantine also explains that it’s not impenetrable. And clearly Trigon knows this too for he calls out a challenge.

And that’s when, in a flash of light, a tiny glowing teenager appears. He looked absolutly minuscule compared to Trigon and yet practically glowed with power (this isn’t a King Danny AU though).

And that is when the conditions for passing the barrier are revealed. And the Justice realize that the only thing stopping Trigon and his army from decimating earth. The only way he can get through….is by beating this glowing teenager in a card game.

Not just any card game though. The most convoluted game Sam, Danny, and Tucker invented themselves. It’s like the infinite realms version of magic the gathering, combined with Pokémon, and chess. And Danny is the master. So sit down Trigon and let’s play.

(The most intense card game of the Justice league’s life).

After Danny wins, this happens a few more times with outer word beings and possibly even demons attempting to invade earth, yet none have been able to beat the mysterious teenager in a card game. Constantine might even take a crack at it and try to figure out how to play. He’s really bad though. Every time this happens, the Justice league worry that this might be the time the teenager looses. Yet every time, he wins (even if only barely).

Meanwhile, Danny, Sam, and Tucker have gotten addicted to the game and play it almost daily. Some teachers might seem them playing the game are are like ‘awww how cute’ not realizing this game is literally saving the world. Jazz is just happy they aren’t spending as much time on their screens playing Doomed.

#DPxDC #dcxdp #Danny makes a card game to save the world.#Technically he worded the ritual so that they had to ‘beat’ him as those are the most powerful barriers and most reliable.#keys can just get lost or stolen (like the one to Pariah’s Coffin)#A riddle would be useless once someone figured out the answer. Like how no one takes the sphynx seriously anymore.#(Sorry Tuck. But it’s true).#And there is NO WAY Danny is just leaving a hole open for anyone to pass through. No thank you!#So…beating him. But it’s not like Danny wanted to fight so…he edited the ritual a TINY bit. Card games are good. Much less painful too.#Danny Tucker and Sam made the most complicated card game they could imagine.#It’s based on their strategies for fighting ghosts. Capturing them in thermoses. And MUCH based on a on field battle strategy.#It often requires spontaneous thinking on the spot. So Danny? In his ELEMNT. It doubles as practice for his actual ghost battles too.#They had SO much fun making this.#Sam added an entire series of plant cards that act as traps and healing ointments and duds that just take up the field.#Tucker added legitimate hyroglyphics combined with Latin as well as English and ghost speak.#Yes. You actually have to speak that language to play. With proper pronunciation. (Amity Parker’s think the three are talking gibberish.)#I headcanon Sam and Tucker are fluent in Ghost.#Constantine WILL figure this game out SO HELP HIM!#Some of the cards also have combinations related to constellations either in name or placement on the board.#By the way the board is based on a Hexagonal summoning circle with Rhunes along the edges #And the placement of the cards on the board and on what rhune MATTERS.#Also the cards move disintegrate and have certain abilities. Think of Harry Potter Wizard Chess.#But they are normal when Danny plays at school. This is just for ✨effect✨ Against invaders.#Danny faces multiple opponents. He also halts alien invasions.#While Danny COULD stop crime on earth he’s not sure how to fight a normal human and hold back so he sticks to ghosts.#The Justice league are going crazy trying to figure out who this entity is and after deep research are convinced this is some sort of #Ancient being who has protected earth for millenia. They have paintings on ruins and everything.#Danny is not aware they think this.#Raven starts praying to Danny as if he is a god and wrangles the other Teen Titans into doing so as well. Danny is still unaware of this.#Danny is not a King or an ancient. Just a very VERY strong ghost.

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