//Drinny
Aries Helios Malfoy was as blond as his father and had eyes like silvered oaks. He was a giddy, happy baby who hardly cried and had taken to laughing at any words he found silly.
—
Draco mentioned it only once. Ginny had been bouncing Aries in her arms to try and calm
//Drinny
Ginny is half-awake, curled into one side of the couch with a cup of coffee held delicately in her tired hands and a pair of pirouettes held tight in her fingers.
She takes a long sip, warmth running through her body and fighting off the chill. Ginny looks up at Draco-
// Hansy!
Library matron Pansy Parkinson who keeps getting increasingly regular visits from none other than new DADA Professor Harry Potter who only stops by to talk to her
It's time for a build your own Dead Dove: Do Not Eat fic!
Blanket DD:DNE warnings apply to the whole thread, proceed with caution and enjoy!
Your birth month is your focus character!
January: Remus Lupin
February: Lucius Malfoy
March: Hermione Granger
April: Bill Weasley
//Remus/Luna, NSFW, Daddy Kink, Knotting ;)
Remus has spoiled his girl too much. For however wispy or in her head Luna was, it never seemed to matter when she wanted to tease him. She never used to be so bad at keeping time, but lately it was a struggle to get her out the door—
Remus/Luna
Luna: I'm ready to go daddy
Remus: *about 3 seconds away from ripping that off with his teeth and taking her on the floor in front of the door*
//Drinny
Letting his wife have a dog was the worst thing Draco Malfoy had ever done. Right next to that creature, Priscilla, Ginny claimed was an angel.
Daffodil, or as Ginny called her 'Daffy', was glaring at Draco. Actually glaring! The audacity of her 'innocent' crup was—
// Drinny, love declarations
Draco can't stop staring. He's supposed to be getting dressed, working on his tie, pulling socks on— anything, but he cannot stop looking at her.
His mouth goes dry when Ginny bends over, the sweeping, freckled skin exposed by her dress. His eyes—
Vikmione wedding, part of a larger AU | Mr. and Mrs. Granger-Krum.
20th August 1999.
The day Hermione said yes was the day Viktor retired from his career in Quidditch. Now, a month later with their gathering of friends and family, Viktor has never been happier in his life.
Pansy waiting on Neville to get home but he's actually brought company and well it would be awkward if it didn't turn into such a lovely threesome (or four/moresome)
My birthday is tomorrow so I'm bringing you a ridiculously self-indulgent BYO fic thread featuring my favourite ships, tropes & more!
There will be incest, and no, I'm not sorry.
Without further ado, here's mine, I hope you have fun!
when she calls his name. Draco tilts his head and Ginny looks at him over the back of the couch. "I'm lucky to have you around, Draco. I love you."
Draco smiles.
"I was thinking exactly the same thing."
//end
Harry spends his yearly visit to the graveyard alone. Alone until someone stands beside him.
He turns. "Luna?"
She takes his cold hand, "You shouldn't be alone on Christmas, Harry."
answers when her airy laughter dies. "We were sure it was gonna be dimples."
Narcissa blinks, her gaze drawn momentarily from her grandson. "Dimples?" She asks.
Ginny, grinning, leaves him to explain when Lucius pulls her out of the room to talk and drink.
Draco loves her.
—son, turning their babe away so Ginny can cry as she needs. Draco babbles on for a moment, saying this new magic word as much as he can and listening to Aries' loud giggle fits.
When Draco looks over at his wife, she's smiling big and wide through cried out eyes.
"I like your dimples, Red." Draco spoke just loud enough to be heard over the crying, which promptly stopped a moment latter.
They both froze. Holding bated breath, "What did you just say?" Ginny mouthed, her eyebrows scrunched up.
"I like your dimples?" He repeated and Aries—
Draco cautiously steps closer, into that bubble of space that previously set their son off worse. Ginny rubs her cheek against her shoulder, smearing the tears more than wiping them away.
To their immense surprise, Aries is happy to go into his father's arms now. He holds his—
giggled. He was squirming in Ginny's arms, when Draco caught sight of his face, his big, pale brown eyes blinking away fat globes of tears and his mouth was spread into a smile.
"D-did you hear that, baby? Daddy likes my dimples." Ginny's smile wavers but Aries laughs again
a rare crying spell. This had been going on for five hours without end. They were all tired and after Ginny floo-called her mum, they were worried Aries might be entering the colic stage that some infants did.
Her smile was watery and thin but not falling as she cooed and hummed
comforting Aries in her arms, since he cried harder when Draco tried holding him. She looked on the verge of tears herself, but kept smiling for their son.
Draco, hoping to make Ginny's smile a bit more genuine, said for the first time in their four-year relationship.
"And I like your Mummy's dimples most of all."
—
Three months later, Aries is still prone to breaking into giggle fits anytime the word was said.
They've been slow to wean him. It had been a small point of contention between them. Draco was never breastfed while Ginny had been
//Plunny, fertility issues, Panville
After three years of trying to conceive, Pansy is finally pregnant. Three months later, Neville spends an entire Saturday running errands he comes home with a large tattoo of Pansy flowers spanning his entire pectoral
babbling nonsense sounds trying to grab the bowl.
"He's got an appetite like you do." He teased. Ginny scoffed then rolled her eyes.
"If I weren't so preoccupied I'd swat your you-know-what." She says sweetly, spooning banana into Aries waiting mouth.
Draco knows he's lucky
—
Now that Aries was ten months old and trying to form words— earlier than most babies much to Draco's immense delight— they were both expecting his first word would be dimples. They're so convinced they hardly bother with pressing him towards 'mummy' or 'daddy'.
Draco's parents—
At risk of being mauled by M*twt I am sharing my most "controversial" opinion: I think James Potter would be a chronic cheater, cannot stay faithful to save his life, would stick his dick in anything that moves. Send tweet.
are still overwhelmed by the whole ordeal of Christmas at the burrow, but they're invited nonetheless, so Christmas Eve is spent at Malfoy Manor while the day of is spent at the Burrow.
Having a grandchild was now bringing both sides of their families together twice a year.
Christmas Eve Draco is sitting beside his mother. She's entirely enraptured by her grandson, cooing her love for him softly and already promising to spoil him.
Father comes back from his office, holding a parchment envelope in his hands, he stoops to kiss Narcissa's head as he—
//Fleurcy, nsfw
Percy is not oblivious per se, he just doesn't notice things. Like Audrey from accounting. He doesn't think it's strange she asks to eat lunch with him, he just assumes she doesn't have a lot of friends here.
He's trying to be a better person, so when she asks—
passes and so casually comments, "I believe he likes you more than me, Cissa."
Aries running babble changes, he repeats the same sound a few times until at the last moment, Draco realises what he's saying.
"Cis-ah!" He giggles and squeezes Narcissa's fingers that were tracing—
If i were to say, be writing a Panville fic where Pansy is a divorce lawyer and Neville (a gardener & chef) goes to her seeking some help, and they end up falling in love. What then...
up until she was a year old. So at seven and a half months old, they start introducing him to real, solid but soft, food.
He was taking very well to it, eagerly swallowing spoonful after spoonful of pureed carrots and mashed peas. He was particularly drawn towards fruits.
Ginny rubbed her face gently against his, making him smile big and gummy, only a couple of his tiny teeth having come through. "I like your dimples, baby."
She kissed his rosy cheek and Aries laughed until he seemed to remember there was mashed banana on the line then he was—
along the pattern of his warm, fleece onesie.
Ginny laughs and Draco balks. Narcissa looks between them, her blue eyes wide with shock. "Was that?" She trails off when Aries draws her attention by grabbing at the shiny silver buttons of her sleeve.
"His first word? Yeah." Ginny
At exactly 6:47, Daffy's ears perk up, and a moment later, Ginny hears the tiny footsteps coming down the hall. "Mumma?" Aries' little voice is hoarse and soft. Ginny turns her head. He's still dressed in his blue teddy bear pyjamas. His blond hair is tussled, his face red, and-
Cw: non-con
Thinking heavily about the fic I've got in the works for Ron/Hermione who noncon Romilda Vane bc after the war she succeeds in drugging Harry with a love potion (&has been forcing him into sex) and when Ron and Hermione find out they take their revenge on his behalf.
practice seamlessly passing children to and from each other. Ginny holds him close to her.
She runs her fingers through his damp hair, murmuring gently. "My sweet boy, I'm sorry you're feeling poorly."
"I'll go check the twins." Draco kisses her temple and goes down the hall-
-believe agreed to be his. It feels like walking on air as he holds her close without letting go, "I love you," she whispers against his ear.
There is no one else he'd rather spend his life with, not when he is so endlessly and perfectly in love with a woman like Hermione.
/End
his eyes searching.
Ginny can't help smiling and turning her head to kiss him quickly. "I want the boys to have a good birthday and see their grands, aunts, uncles, and cousins. The quiet will be good for Aries. He'll rest easier without them running circles around him."
@lucimorts
I'm also thinking of Fred & George teasing Percy while they're both inside him at the same time, telling him how much they prefer this stick up his arse than the usual one. I think Percy also has a collar (from Molly bc she doesn't want him running off again) that he wears 24/7
-flushed face. "Gin?" She lays the back of her hand on Aries' face, feeling his hot cheeks and sweat-damp forehead.
"Mumma," Aries croaks, his head drooping against Draco's shoulder as his hands reach for her. With nearly six years of parenting together, they've got a lot of-
@lucimorts
They each have their own marking spot on his neck. His first heat is being gangbanged by his family, it doesn't matter who the sire is as long as Percy is pregnant in the end
-one tiny fist rubs his eye.
Ginny leans forward -over the dog- to set her cup on the table, but Draco is already to his feet, padding across the living room to scoop Aries up in his arms.
She shoos Daffy off her lap, meeting Draco halfway. His hand already feeling their son's-
Remus runs his hands appreciatively across her limp legs, pulling back to admire her state.
There's a rumble of satisfaction rattling around inside his chest as Luna pants beneath him; her blonde hair tangled, lacy clothes destroyed, and pretty makeup utterly ruined.
//End!
Anything shy of an hour late. At this point it's no longer cute, he's too close to the moon and his blood feels on fire with every wiff of her scent he catches.
If Remus had any choice in the matter, which he didn't, he wouldn't be leaving the house at all. But his girl wanted—
To plant her summer garden and for some forsaken reason it could not wait another day. "Luna!" Remus barks, arms folded in front of his chest. He can't stop his foot from tapping impatiently against the floor of the stairs landing where he'd been waiting for forty-five minutes.
"I can handle it," she counters. Quiet, calm, her voice even-toned while she rubs circles in her five-year-old's back.
Draco sighs, kisses her cheek, and replies without hesitation, "I know you can, but do you want to? We're a team for a reason." He tilts his head to face her-
Remus pushes up his sleeve and checks his watch again, he's no more than thirty seconds away from dragging her downstairs in whatever she currently had on.
"I'm ready, daddy!" He looks up in time with her voice and his mouth goes bone dry. He would laugh if he wasn't so pissed.
He nods and pushes back. "Another hour, and I'll get them ready, I can take them to Diagon for a while, I'm sure your brothers wouldn't mind having them around."
"Fred and George?" Ginny's mouth twitches upwards, "No, they'd be pleased as punch, I'm sure." He's stepping away-
who's been staring at her for at least five minutes. "Why are you looking at me like that?" She asks tiredly.
Draco smiles wider, hiding behind his own cup, full of tea- not coffee like hers. "No reason." Daffy comes padding through the living room, tongue lolling as she trots.
He's seen doilies that covered more than the little scrap of lace clinging to her body. "You are not going anywhere in /that/." His cock is hard and straining. He's trying hard not to rip it off, but it's so very tempting.
His silly girl thinking she was safe just out of arm's—
"Don't." Ginny disagreed softly. "I'll stay here with him. It's the twins' birthday, they should go. You can take them if they aren't sick."
"You'd be here alone." He's not looking at her, but a certain warmth radiates in the loving intensity of his silver-eyed gaze.
//CW: grooming, abuse
I've got this modern AU Tom/Ginny idea stuck in my head where Tom grooms her online for literal years until he convinces her to run away from home and she does & things only get worse from there
That Canva thing looks fun and I've already got an instagram so who knows, I might fuck around with it and maybe do little things for each of my fics (esp the one-shots)
Ginny lifts her cup and pats her thigh. Daffy jumps up immediately, stretching across Ginny's lap, her tail thumping against the couch.
"Come on, out with it," she whispers. On a day like today, the most quiet they got together was in the mornings before their early riser awoke.
She shakes her head, carefully curled strands of platinum hair fall from her pretty little updo and graze her shoulders. "It covers everything!" She insists and does a little twirl, showing him how exactly it does not cover anything.
She smiles but for christsake he could see—
Steps. He grabs her arn and spins her around to face him. "Do you have any idea the things you do to me, pup?"
Luna grins, her fingers teasing his belt as if he weren't dragging the permanently sharp points of his teeth across her throat. "Are we still going to the garden shop?"
A thread of the ships & next-gen kids in my overarching AU!
This AU has been playing in the background of a lot of my recent ficlets, especially my Drinny drabbles.
The breast petals covering her nipples. She spins again, stopping with her arse facing him, no knickers in sight. Luna looks over her shoulder, grinning. "Don't you like it, Daddy?*
Remus pushes off the wall, takes the stairs two at a time and reaches her in no more than four—
Remus sees red. He rips open the front of her dress with his teeth, the lace tearing like wet paper. He takes either side in his hands and splits it into two pieces that puddle around her feet.
He can smell her arousal, sees the slick dripping from her cunt and it ignites him.
@Ember_andRain
imagine this, bc I feel like he wouldn't just pull them off but tear through them and pull the skin-tight pieces away from her body with his mouth 🥵
returns, Aries is dozing. He leans over the couch, his fingers at the back of her neck, brushing the ends of her short hair.
"Asleep still," he says against her ear before pressing his lips to Aries' forehead. "I can call your mum, let her know we can't make it."
Down.
He gets her on her back, not even needing to tell her to spread her legs. Her tongue pokes at her injured lip, he takes it in his mouth, letting her lick across his canines.
Remus' knot is half-swollen already, he swallows her nosies greedily while pressing into her weepy
with Daffy trotting after him.
Ginny walks a slow circle around the living room before she sits back down. Aries curls up in her lap, burying his face in her neck. "Are you thirsty?" Aries shakes his head in response. "Okay, we'll get you some water soon, hmm?"
When Draco-
He tastes the strawberry of her lipgloss as he devours her mouth in a kiss that is all teeth. He drinks her little plea of, "Daddy we're gonna be late."
He draws blood from her bottom lip, licks it away as he works his belt open. Luna slides to the floor and Remus follows her—
//Cw: internalised homophobia, gender dysphoria
A little peak of something I've been working on and off at for months. A lot needs redoing/reformatting but until then, here's this
Reach, it would only take a few seconds for him to stride up the measly six stages that separated them.
Luna pouts, her pink lips glossy and full. Her makeup is pretty, golden stars across her cheeks and purple eyeshadow, it was such a a shame he'd have to ruin it.
Ik this is a HP focused account but what if I started talking about Game of Thrones, just a little, just on the side (I have a 34hr audiobook checked out from the library)
All this talk of ppl not reading wips makes me think of how I was so devoted to the fanfics I was reading at 11 (had no accounts & didn't bookmark) that I would spend hours manually searching every week to find them again just to check for an update, even when they stopped—