"..Why is he looking at me like that?" Asked Draco, his voice hoarse after being slammed into the damn wall. He'd deal with Granger later. Snape turned around, realising that Potter was, indeed, staring longingly at Draco. Snape let go of his collar, watching as Potter stared at Draco, biting his lip. Literally. Potter had only ever stared at him like that in his imagination. Draco looked from between Snape and Potter, a horrified expression on his face. "Mate?" Asked Weasley, trying to walk closer to Potter, obviously taken aback at his odd behavior. Potter not taking his eyes of Draco, spoke; "Why do I have to fight the urge to fucking kiss Malfoy right now?" Warnings: Mature content. Cursing. Violence. Top; Draco Bottom; Harry

━━ 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 | p.parker 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 "when opposites attract, the sexually frustrated and the socially awkward virgin find harmony in their touches starved skins" ━━ PETERPARKER X FEM!READER ━━ MATURE!RATING

Luna Lupin came from a tumultous childhood filled with secrecy and a family haunted by the stigmatised illness of lycanthropy, thrown into a society that views her older brother, Remus, with suspcion and fear. She's used to being seen as a second option and afterthought. However, when the one person that she fancied, Sirius Black, breaks off the secret arrangement he had with her, Luna decides she's done with it. So it's through a plot of revenge that she finally approaches her Astronomy tutor, Regulus Black, for a fake relationship. Regulus Black, the one who had been born the spare, had been suddenly been thrown into the spotlight when his brother Sirius ran away, leaving him to learn to be the Heir of the House alone. Keen to find a way to hurt his brother, he accepts the most ludicrous plot. But if he is to do it, he's to do it right. Regulus and Luna find themselves swimming in deeper waters than they expected, esnared in a web of lies, secrets and painful truths, but they are not to let go of one another. WARNING: This story may be uncomfortable for some readers, for it includes themes such as DOMESTIC ABUSE, CHILD ABUSE and (although in lighter tones) EATING DISORDERS, amongst other heavy subjects that might be triggering. Please, be advised going in.

Finn Lynch lives a quiet, tranquil life in a rural village in the mountains. Her life may lack spontaneity and excitement, but at least it's peaceful. And if it's a little lonely too, then she can't complain too much - she's still happy, after all. When her uncle asks her to house a defector from the magical war he's involved in, Finn agrees reluctantly despite her concerns that the presence of Regulus Black in her home will disrupt the careful peace she's been cultivating for years. Nothing could prepare her for what an insufferable prick he is. [marauders era] [regulus black x muggle oc] [enemies to lovers] ** updates on wednesdays **

The year after her brother James graduates, Teddy Potter returns to Hogwarts for her final year. With the Marauders gone, it should be a quiet, peaceful year despite the mounting tensions in the world outside of school. The problem, naturally, lies with Regulus Black, the broody boy who just might be the most effortlessly aggravating person she's ever met in her whole life. And for someone who was raised with James Potter, that's saying a LOT. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── "You know, it must be exhausting to be such a fucking prick all the time." "I have fantastic stamina." "Oh, fuck you-" ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── [marauders era] [regulus black x oc] [enemies to enemies with benefits to lovers?] rated mature for sexual content

Y/N was an incredibly skilled hunter. Vamps, Werewolves, Shifters, you name it. She has conquered them all. Her cockiness was well-deserved given her impressive track record... until she crosses paths with renowned hunter Dean Winchester, and finds herself being humbled very quickly. Was this equally cocky, handsome stranger just some friendly competition? Or, was there something more to him, something darker, that would make Y/N question everything she knows about herself? ...................................................................... This is an 18+ smut-based, semi-slow burn read. There will be plenty of fluff for the sake of the story, but hardcore smut is the general direction we're heading here. Specifically, a bdsm-relationship/heavy romance kinda thing. Reader discretion is advised! This book is written in first person, but YOU are the main character! Note: For any readers who may just want to bypass the story build up and get right into the spicy... those chapters are marked with ** around the chapter number! WARNING: My smut writing is VERY GRAPHIC!! READ WITH CAUTION!!! ............................................................................... Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Supernatural, the Supernatural characters, the Supernatural storyline or anything like that. This is just a fanfiction written for entertainment!

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🍑🧡 ◝.*･ﾟ "𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞"

June Dixon was just doing her best to survive the end of the world, following her brothers lead and keeping her head down. What she wasn't expecting was for a green eyed hunter to join the group and challenge everything she thought she knew. Side Note: Daryl is bisexual in this story. If that's not your jam, please skip. [I WILL BE GOING BACK OVER THE STORY AND EDITING ANY MISTAKES. NO MAJOR CHANGES WILL BE DONE. THIS IS NOT AN OVERHAUL, JUST A FIX] MATURE THEMES, POSSIBLE TRIGGERING CONTENT **I do not own the walking dead or any of it's characters. I also do not own Supernatural or any of the characters. Only thing mine is June and my undying love for Dean and Daryl**

⚠️*PLEASE READ WARNINGS/TAGS!* "No?" He feigned hurt for a second, but his lips eventually twitched. "Hmm, how'd you explain this then?" Keeping one hand curled around the apex of my stiffened thigh, he freed the other from around my throat and swept two of his fingers across my burning cheek, down until they brushed against my parted lips. I tried and failed to formulate a verbal response. "No need to be shy about it," His voice was half-way between a sneer and mock assurance. "I tend to have that effect on people," The pad of his thumb was smooth against my parted lips. He kept brushing it back and forth, back and forth- I went to bite him. "Fucking- Bloody hell!" He pulled his hand away just in time, securing it in a pissed off grip around my jaw again. My glare became seething, yet still, I remained silent. "Didn't realize I was talking to a fucking Piranha," Draco huffed. I tried to ignore the aching feeling that came from the sensation of his hand still up my thigh, and instead began shooting out my insults. "Why the fuck would I want to do anything with you?" The only response I earned was a cocked eyebrow. So arrogant. "You- you're a pervert!" Draco didn't miss a beat. "And you're a fucking Mudblood slut." His smirk widened. "Aren't we just the pair?" My head began throbbing. "Fuck you." I intended to sound intimidating but you could practically hear me quivering -- buckling. "Fuck you. Fuck your little manipulation games. I'm not Astoria. Or Pansy. I'd rather open my legs to a chainsaw than to you." All this evoked from his stupid face, was a brief glimmer of amusement in his eye. This spark suddenly died - and then he was studying me. Thinking, deciding, calculating; and I was too busy ranting to pay much attention to what he could be plotting... "Fuck your petty, bullying threats. Fuck your stupid, stupid friends. Fuck your poxy little piece of Jewellery and fuck- oh god---!"