As a chronic Rosekiller shipper, I feel like I've won š
I have won one over the lord of angst.
(This was not an invitation to try but would readily have some hurt/comfort rosekiller. Pretty please parent.) š š
Rosekiller is the only ship I'm not psychically able to make good angst about. I love those silly boogers and they bring me weird comfort, okay? Ace Evan and hypersexual Barty are my life atp.
The only angst with these two is hurt/comfort for me and that does not count as Angst. Angst has to break š©
i always want to ask my mutuals about their ships but im often scared it will come across as forced and disingenuous or awkward when genuinely i just want them to share their thoughts/headcanons/etc especially if they don't often post vocally about them. or sometimes i want to offer some of my own thoughts even it's just that im just bad at wording things that way. does anyone else struggle with this
Regulus has a special surprise for Remus on the anniversary of them getting together.
When he pulls his boyfriend into the common room, a bunch of Slytherins are there⦠waiting?
Regulus wraps around the confused older from behind, starting to slowly undress him, while the other students are hungrily watching.
āI know what a desperate whore you are, beloved. Remember when you confessed that one specific fantasy?ā He places a soft kiss on Remusā cheek. āHappy anniversary.ā
Once the Gryffindor is naked, he is lead to one of the dark green leather couches and gently pushed down, before Regulus addresses the others in the room.
āYou know the one, simple rule. His pussy belongs to me.ā Regulus says in a stern tone, then smirks. āHave fun.ā
Remus canāt remember many details of what happened after that. It is a blur of cocks and stap-ons, girls sitting down on his face, forcing him to eat them out while someone else is fucking his ass. None of them undresses, only opening trousers and pulling down panties.
His hole is red, puffy and abused, filled with cum and lube. Dorcas is especially mean, using a cock with something akin to barbs and a knot.
He loves every second of it.
Whenever Remus feels overwhelmed, Regulus suddenly appears on his side, cooing, placing gentle kisses and softly whispering how good he is doing, what a perfect little toy he is and how proud he makes the raven.
Only after the last Slytherin is done Regulus steps up and opens his trousers.
Because they are not done yet.
The others watch on as Remus, already exhausted beyond comprehension and having blacked out once or twice for a few seconds, is fucked hard and deep by his lover. Making sounds none of them were able to draw out of him, and some are a bit jealous they didnāt get to even touch his pussy, let alone fuck it.
But Regulus has made it clear. That cunt belongs to nobody but him.
Once he is done, and he made sure to make him orgasm multiple times, filling Remus so so so good with his cum, Regulus picks his exhausted boyfriend up and carries him to his dorm and straight to the bathroom.
He is gentle while washing Remus, again telling him how perfect he was, but he canāt help himself and makes him peak three more times while scooping out all of the cum inside of him.
Afterwards he drags them to his bed, with Regulus softly massaging his belovedās hips and back. Giving him a mild pain potion, because Remus loves being sore after a good fuck, and makes him drink two glasses of water, to make sure he stays hydrated.
They sleep tangled up with each other, touching wherever possible.
I have this huge AU that will probably never be written, and it's also my brain being wack.
This is James Potter asking Lily out for the 12th time that week
Moonwater + Sirius
Do I want Robert Sean Leonard, Do I want to be Robert Sean Leonard or Do I want to be adopted by Robert Sean Leonard
This makes me so happy š thank youuuuuuuuuu!!!! ššššš
My contribution to @fluffbruary 2025 I don't know if I'll do another day, and this is technically a day late, but here it is.
Day 1
I used dark and wander, but it ended up having a mind of its own.
Words: 550
Ship: Neil x Todd
There were just some things about Neil that Todd would never be able to understand about him. Like how he was able to light an entire room up and make the most boring topics some of the most interesting and many more things he found himself cherishing anyway, which is why he found himself wandering through the woods in the middle of the night with Neil clinging to his arm, which Todd could just make out he was beaming from the way the moonlight was hitting his face.
āNeil, baby, where are we going?ā Todd asked, placing a gentle kiss to his neck when they suddenly stopped in a clearing. Neil looked just as lost as Todd was feeling but he still had the brightest smile on his face that continued to melt Todd into a puddle, like it always did. āI donāt know.ā Neil replied through a breath, his voice sounding higher pitched and airier than usual, that Todd couldnāt help himself from laughing as he brought Neil into a kiss. The moon went behind the clouds plunging them both into darkness, he felt Neil tense slightly, uncomfortable being in complete darkness, but Todd just kissed him again wrapping his arms around Neilās waist and pulling him in close. Neil, predictably, was soothed instantly melting against Todd, one of his hands shyly making its way into his hair while the other wrapped around his neck.
There was something about kissing that always made Neil so incredibly shy, it was something that Todd had always been the one to initiate. Todd guessed that he should have seen that one coming Neil being a person who would be flushed for several minutes after being the one to give Todd a kiss on the cheek, whose favourite movie was Bambi and hid himself from the on screen kiss in sleeping beauty when they went to see it in cinema. Any other physical contact though was a different story, Neil thrived on hugs and cuddles, hand holding the works. It was something that Todd probably should have seen coming as well, and it was a trait of Neilās that always made Toddās cheeks burn a bright pink. Neil has always been a tactile person, always leaning on their friends, asking for hugs and sneaking into Todd's bed for cuddles during the night.
Todd found himself gently swaying them to the soft breeze of the wind through the trees, just kissing Neil and holding him close with all the love he could possibly express, coming nowhere near to the amount he actually felt for the other boy. This. This was the life. This was everything Todd could have ever asked for. Neil was everything he could have ever asked for and more. And as Todd kissed Neil that little bit deeper, moving a hand up to Neilās cheek so he could feel the blush coating the other boy's cheeks, he couldnāt stop smiling. Neil was his everything, Todd never thought he had anything, but now, against all odds, he has everything. This perfect boy was all his, this perfect boy he would wander to the end of the world for, this perfect boy that had managed to consume his entire life in all the right ways.
His perfect boy.
old married couple and their dog
divorced couple and their tired kid
two older brothers who always call shotgun and the younger brother who's always stuck in the back
normal guy with weird hair and two weird guys with normal hair
hamster, cocker spaniel, and a particularly large devon rex
the cousins you meet at the family barbeque and then never see them again
Neil Perry becomes a flustered mess whenever the mention of kissing or sex is brought up, but is the most tactile person on the planet. Adores and gives out hugs like they are going out of fashion.
Todd Anderson, on the other hand, his cheeks are on fire every single time without fail. Whenever someone initiates physical intimacy with him. But on the other hand, he is easily capable of kissing, making out, etc, as long as he's comfortable with the person.
Getting with Neil helped Todd's confidence tremendously because if he wanted a kiss or something more, he'd have to be the one to initiate it.