俺悪医 ᵃⁿ ᵃʳᵗⁱᶠⁱᶜⁱᵃˡ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵍⁱᵛᵉ ᵃʳᵗⁱᶠⁱᶜⁱᵃˡ ˡᵒᵛᵉ 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨 𝐱 (𝐟𝐞𝐦.) 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 contains smut italian translation done by the lovely @-scvrr

'loving you doesnt seem like the worst way to go,' you whisper. 'what was that?' he asks, unaware of what you had just blurted out. 'fuck that, just kiss me.' the way you run your hands all over me and kiss me like i'm oxygen and you just can't breathe is enough to make up for the garden you made so hard to tend to.

Draco Malfoy is typing..... [mature content] [15+] [texting/social media au] [highest ranking- #29 malfoy, #1 felton,#24 dracomalfoy,#177 hogwarts,#1 tom,#224 harry potter,#1 draco,#130 fanfiction]

𝘈𝘓𝘓 𝘚𝘏𝘌 𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘞𝘈𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘞𝘈𝘚 𝘈 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘋𝘐𝘋𝘕'𝘛 𝘙𝘌𝘔𝘐𝘕𝘋 𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘖𝘍 𝘗𝘈𝘐𝘕. → (L/n) (F/n), a hopeless romantic. Her love has always been one sided, and probably will remain that way... Unless a certain blonde headed hedgehog has a change of heart. discontinued.

This is my 2nd story! ◡̈⋆ⓎⒶⓎ!(*'∇')ﾉ Yes ur 18 🥄

"Tch, remind me to never mess with you," Kusuo says and sets my hand down gently. He moves his arms up so they rest comfortably against the back of his head. "Damn right," I say with a laugh. "If you need a bodyguard, I'm your girl." I throw some fake punches and flex my arms. Kusuo watches me, amusement written all over his face. "My girl huh?" _____________________________________________ Everything is annoying with the world when Saiki arrives at school to find out yet another transfer student will be attending PK academy. He doesn't understand what all the fuss is about and decides that as long as the new student doesn't interfere with his life, then things will be fine. But of course, Saiki can never seem to have God on his side so when y/n l/n introduces herself, he realizes that his powers of mind-reading don't work. You seem normal enough so why can't he hear what you're thinking? What makes you different?

"How could my love for her be wrong? Sure, it was odd to some people, but it was love just the same." Since your first day at Hogwarts, there have been rumors about that strange Lovegood girl who wears mismatched clothes and talks about creatures that don't exist...but it's all part of the appeal. I own nothing but a few characters, all credit goes to JK Rowling Started: January 2nd, 2021 Completed: May 3rd, 2021

It's dark in the closet, I can just vaguely see his features and realise how close we're standing. Like, really close. My chest is toughing his and my hand is resting on his shoulder. As I realise that, I quickly remove it. "Cozy", he whispers in my ear, which make chills run down my spine. "Shut up", I whisper. "McGonagall's class starts in ten minutes, I guess you'll be stuck in here until then", he says smirking. "I can leave at any moment", I say, glaring at him. "And then I'd follow you, and what would people think when they see us leaving a tiny closet like this, together", he whispers and God his voice makes me shiver. "You're such an arrogant git". "And you're a sad nerd". "Stupid sod!" "Pathetic halfblood" "Useless, stuck-up brat!" And then his lips collide with mine, all of the sudden, filled with passion. And I kiss him back. - This was my first HP fanfiction EVER. It's not great, but it's a quick, fun read I guess. If you want something a little more in depth and less ... cringy, I recommend checking out my other works haha All characters are owned by JK Rowling. I do NOT support JKR at all, but I wrote this fan fiction years ago when I didn't know any better, and the Harry Potter universe was a big part of my teen life. #1 in malfoyxreader #1 in dracoxreader #1 in Malfoy #1 in Pureblood #1 in Potter

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