smut, fluff, angst and everything between ➼ a collection of oneshots for my ocs, with a delicate spattering of plot (long chapters)

Draco Malfoy could not possibly be having a shittier week. He's been kidnapped by not one, but two gangs in the last week, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't fed up with the 'Wild East' only a day into the journey. When his father sent him to scout territory for new ranching land in Northern Maine, he's thrown into the new terrain rather harshly. First his train gets hijacked, then he gets held captive in a God-Awful smelling shack, and then he gets shot and kidnapped again? Life suddenly doesn't seem all too bad, however, when a flirty, charming and completely uncouth gang leader by the name of Harry Potter recruits him in.

Eighth year. Harry wants ONE year of peace and quiet after the war- but alas, Merlin and all the greats refuse to grant him that one wish, and the appearance of a class simply called A/B/O might just be the greatest challenge he has to face yet. Or: Harry's an omega, Draco's changed. Slowburn-ish. Old Description: No seriously fuck you I'm writing this whether you read it or not Trigger Warnings: Mentions of rape and harassment. Trigger warnings will not be posted on individual chapters most the time.

This will be storage of all the books I started and never finished. Some will only be a paragraph, some will be a few thousand words long- AKA RIP dead Drarry books </3

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."

"You're so fucking annoying." Jake just shook his head at me. "And you're a self centered uptight dickhead." I glared at him. Jake laughed lightly at the insult. "You have such nice things to say about the guy that just fucked the shit out of you." - Evan and Jake hated each other. That was the one fact everyone knew. Captains to rival football teams meant that they were constantly at each other's throats. Everything turned into a way to one-up the other. But then the two boys find themselves alone in a bar bathroom and soon they are stuck in an enemy with benefits arrangement that can only turn messy. ⚠️Content Warnings- Sexual content, abuse, homophobia {book one in Crossing Lines series}

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