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hi! you can call me Shay. 23. french. she/her. dracos’s babygirls’s & rafe cameron’s angel. slytherin. cs55.

I'd like to inform everyone that english isn’t my native language. I apologize in advance for any mistakes ♡

guidelines - about me

One of my favorite scenes from my fic Compass

Despite the late hour, you’d greeted him with a broad smile and a shy hi. Your hair had been damp, and he could smell the floral sweetness of your shampoo still mixed with the steam from your shower as it spilled into the hall.

Safe; you were safe.

Your door had still been hanging wide open as Sanemi surged forward, trapping your face in his hands to crash his lips down against yours, his kiss heavy and hot.

You’d broken away long enough to ask, “S-Sanemi — what —?”

Shut up,” he’d snarled, slanting his mouth back over yours, his teeth nipping at your bottom lip. He’d half expected you to shove him away, perhaps to even aim a knee right at his crotch, yet you’d only buried your fingers in his hair and tugged him closer.

He backed you up against the wall opposite of your entryway, though he’d moved his hand to cup the back of your head to keep it from banging against the exposed brick.

You moaned into the kiss and Sanemi lost whatever shred of sense he’d managed to cling onto. His tongue swept along your bottom lip, and the hand cupping the back of your head loosely pulled at your hair, tugging your head to the side and signaling you to open up — to let him in.

And you did. And the first brush of his tongue against yours as he licked into your mouth ignited an inferno within him that he did not know how to tame.

PATRONUS - draco drabble

i know i disappeared for months and now i’m popping back up with a messy draft like a flower in the wrong season…… my bad. hope y’all like it ♡

after five years of marriage to draco, astoria’s doubts have only grown—quiet at first, but relentless, creeping into every corner of her mind. she tries to ignore them. tries to believe in the life they’ve built. but three months into her pregnancy, the feeling becomes unbearable, suffocating even. she needs to know, to be sure.

one evening, 10 p.m. draco just came back of a stressful and exhausting day at work. he finds his wife waiting for him in his study, standing by his desk, her expression calm but resolute. he hesitates in the doorway, sensing something in the air.

hey ‘tori… what are you d-“ he didn’t had enough time to finish his sentence before she interrupted him. “cast your patronus,” she says softly but demanding, leaving no room for arguing.

his entire body immediately stiffens. a slow dread settles into his chest. he doesn’t have to ask why—he already knows.

instead, he stalls. “astoria, it’s late. why are you—

cast it.” her voice remains steady, but her fingers tighten around the edge of the desk.

he exhales sharply, looking anywhere but at her. she waits.

finally, with a clenched jaw and unreadable expression, he lifts his wand. a moment of silence stretches between them before he closes his eyes, searching for a happy memory. one powerful enough. one that never failed him.

expecto patronum.

a brilliant silver form bursts from his wand, illuminating the dim room. the creature moves with effortless grace, gliding through the air before landing, its long neck arching elegantly.

a swan.

neither of them speak. they don’t have to.

astoria watches the patronus drift through the air, her breath caught in her throat. in fourth year, draco’s patronus had been a peacock. she remembers it vividly. but this—this is not his.

this was y/n’s.

her voice is quiet when she finally asks, “all this time… you’ve had her in your mind?

draco doesn’t denied, but corrected her. his voice is barely above a whisper when he replies,

i never got her out of my heart.

Anonymous asked:

Can I request a Remus Lupin x single mum!reader fic please where they're best friends, completely in love with each other and remus is practically acting as your child's father, and while everyone around you know this, you and remus have no idea. Thank you 💝

I actually had a lot of fun with this one, thank you for the prompt! I hope I did it justice <3

Remus Lupin x single mum!reader who's maybe not as single a mum as she thought [1.8k words]

CW: kid fic, reader and remus are oblivious, fluffy and hopeful ending

“Moony!” 

The little girl’s squeals brought an instant smile to Remus’ face, and in record time he was crouched down with his arms open wide as she collided into his chest with an ‘oomph’.

“There’s my girl!” He cheered, stamping a kiss to her head. “How are you, cariad?” 

“Mummy said if I was good, maybe we could have a sleepover?” Isla asked, folding her hands under her chin and tilting her head at Remus in a way he knew he’d never say no to, though hoped to all hell she never figured out.

“Well that should be easy, yeah? You’re always good!” He replied, earning him more excited squeals before she went running into the living room to play with Harry and Luna.

“Cut the shit, Lupin.” You muttered fondly as you hung your daughter’s jacket as well as your own, shooting him a wink.

You cut the shit; claiming my girl is anything short of perfectly well behaved always.” He volleyed, quickly accepting your friendly peck on the corner of his mouth before you moved around the room to do the same to the others. 

that was BRILLIANT!!! absolutely loved that.

"pasta only fills you up with empty calories" have you considered that it also fills me with love

love and warmth and happiness and most importantly pasta

i cannot emphasize how necessary it is to have a buddy to participate in fandom with. completely elevated experience. don't have a buddy? find someone you like and message them and be their friend. gush over every sketch and drabble and insane headcanon they have. live life to the fullest.

need to find my buddy :(

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I'm glad I'm alive to drink coffee and see sunsets and to listen to music and write sad things and happy things and to see art and hear stories and smile at strangers and hold the door for people and to try new foods and dye my hair and consume media and light candles and learn new things and challenge myself and be reminded at the silliest times that I'm in love with someone and to sleep in and get up early and to tell my sister I love her and have strange dreams and listen to people laugh and see people come together in hard times and to see small snippets of people's days and experience the world and all the people in it.

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