Sitting On Jj Maybank's Lap

sitting on jj maybank's lap

𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨

fandom- Outter Banks

pairing(s)- jj maybank

a/n: just before we get in, that collage of icons belongs to @forevermoreharrington from this post so check that out :) favourite blondie. warning, i have never written smthn like dis or this fandom so be nice please. and tysm for requesting, p.s requests are open love you, thai :)

requested- yes

warnings- deep loneliness

JJ Maybank, a.k.a the simp. the literal definition of heart eyes when you walk about, my boy is pudding. ofcourse he wouldn't want anyone else to know that but maybank was a sucker at keeping secrets.

"i'm never nervous." he shamelessly lies, flipping his tiny braids fondly which you ended up doing in his hair with pretty bands and butterfly clps

it wasn't true, everyone knew that but the little bitch was good at hiding it. you and JJ were in John B's tightly packed bedroom as he sought of to go who knows where leaving you two alone past midnight fully alive and maybe slightly high.

you don't know what made you do it. was it coke? the alcohol? maybe the thrill or just the infuriating face of JJ?

you pulled yourself up from the floor placing the stolen cap on the nightstand as you slipped onto JJ's lap and put an arm on his neck. he breath had hitched and probably his heart stopped too.

"omgomgomgomgogmg" were the only thoughts running around his head as a warmth blossomed in him.

He maintained eye contact as rested his head to the wall to look up at you, adjusting his hps here and there

"is that so baby? do you like this position?" your hands were on his jaw tilting it up to meet you eyes and an arm of his coiled around your waist and the left distinctively on your ass as his angelic smile took over his face.

"yes ma'am"

dancing in the rain with fred weasley

d a n c i n g i n t h e r a i n

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- fred weasley

a/n: I havnt gotten as much as fred as i have george, so im delighted with his presence to my inbox. im ngl, this month itself has given me a writter's block, but i'm working on it, hope you're happy with how this turned out :)

requested- yes

warnings- none i hope

Fred Weasley has always been known to be the more reckless of the two, the more impulsive one if i might aknowledge. but beng asked to dance in the rain with him? it was probably the most fred weasley thing to ask.

shirt stuck to his body as if his figure had been freshly craved with a chisel, his hair kept back with on of your hairbands and his hands just dangled everywhere he could keep it. It might have been roaring thunder but it seemed just like the two of you behind the quidditch bleachers.

These were the times Fred Weasley just falls in love again, it was how she'd smile so rarley that it made him yearn for each one. He'd do the stupidest to the most devil things to look at her to see,

did a smile take over her face yet? did she see?

she was smiling, and such a lovley one. a one that would want you to stop everything and look, the one you'd take millions of photographs of, a one which he felt his darn heart was blessed with

cuddles with a needy fred weasley

-🍄

c â l i n e t

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- fred weasley

a/n: caline means to embrace, and it sounded fitting. latley i feel like i need a hug right now but its going to be allright. this was inspired by something happened in a dream with love, tiya

requested- yes

warnings- unexperienced writer, not thoroughly edited

Fred Weasley just adored picking the most obnoxious and utterly stupid topics to fight over. it was a love language, just a one you haven't uncoded yet but he was more than ready to wait. He just adored seeing you perplexed and infuriated with him, he just loved how all of your attention was put in to prove him wrong.

But this time it didn't play as to Freddy's hand. It usually was a small disagreement and it led to noting problematic.

You found yourself going out of the way to not look at him, touch him, or even being near him. You wanted to, you really did but you felt a heavy sense of hatred whenever he flashed that devilishly hansome smile of his. you ought to pour a bucket of chillies on him, lord.

it was'nt his intention that the fight to hit a spot, he just wanted to see that annoyed look that made him skip a beat. well, what not a better time to take the situation into his own hands.

Friday, last period where you had herbology with professor Sprout while he had a free. She had to pass the courtyard if she planned on leaving the class and that would be exactly where he would stand waiting.

You noticed him, you always notice him first. He had his robe on the grass, and his sleeves roled. he was supported by the bench and was manspread taking all the space.

But before you had the chance to get away he pulled you on your wrist, the movement caught you off balance and you found yourself on his lap.

"i'm sorry, i did'nt know you'd get angry darlin, it was just to see you annoyed"

"why do you always go out of the way to get me so upset?"

he couldn't answer that, atleast not to her face. they lived in ignorance and they woul'dnt thrive if they aknowledged their feelings.

"I am not sitting on your lap, did you miss the part where I'm mad at you?"

"you can sit on my lap and be mad at me my love."

he put his hands around her waist and brought her closer while taking her book bag and gently placing it on the floor.

"shutup and hold me"

pansy is bringing u back hw and she says smthn and draco's like how can i be homophobic my bitch is gay

f a v o u r i t e

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- draco malfoy

a/n: I believe this is a prompt from that tiktok, so what i've done is add a few of my favourite lyrics into it too, i hope this is what you were looking forward to, requests are always open, with utmost love, tiya

requested- yes

warnings- none i hope

Draco and you were sprawled on the couch just after dinner. neither of you wanted to move and were content with the positions. Draco was making conversation with Theodore Nott while you slowly found yourself giving up to sleep.

"here's that astronomy book you wanted my love" said Pansy walking in it with a book she'd promised to get you, pushing you out of toppling the brink of slumber.

"thank you baby" you cooed back getting an annoyed reaction you absolutley adored from draco

"anything for my favourite lady"

"how can i be homophobic? my bitch is gay for parkinson"

hey, I’ve noticed you don’t have anything romantically for harry (and I’m a harry defender cause he’s underrated in his own movie, I love harry) SO harry x fem!reader fluffy oneshot (it can be 5th or 6th year you choose) just cuddling in the common room together being all cute yk kisses falling asleep together,etc so basically pure fluff. don’t feel pressured tho, if you don’t want to do this then don’t and I’ll understand. have a good day/night <3

t w i t t e r p a t e d

fandom- harry potter

pairing(s)-harry potter

a/n: so im gonna be honest, i did not love harry in his movies but the book owns my heart. its just that everything that has made him who he is just washed away in the screen time, but im going to try my best to deliver and tysm for requesting, it absolutley made my day. and i just wanna apologize why it took so long, there are hundreds of requests and im swamped but im really trying, i promise requests are open luv, tiya

requested- yes

warnings- tooth rotting fluff, finally proof read, a very soft harry

"darlin quit movin"

he was given a snicker for a response, a one that did'nt sound much like you at all

he opened an eye to see Fred Weasley cuddling up to him while his twin and Lee Jordan enjoying the sight with his girlfriend.

"can i get a kiss first arry?" fred droned leaving you tryin you to muffle your giggles.

harry rolled him of the sofa he was napping with and beckoned you to come back with an outstretched arm as he straightened himself.

"hoi"

"hi yourself"

he pulled you in gently by the hem of your skirt. your torso was lined to his face as his hands embraced the behind of your thighs, shoving his face into your white shirt.

"lets leave lover boy alone for a while, i need someone who reacts to tormentation." remarked George in what he disguised his sympathy for boredom of playing with the lot of you.

"call me tonight baby" winked Fred signaling to harry on his way out to the kitchens

the common room was almost empty when he pulled you on top of him, pushing your shoes off. you were upright on his abdomen as he helped you remove your robe.

you comfortably find yourself entangled to him as he peppered kisses from your shoulder to neck

externally, you've done this rodeo before, but internally you were screaming.

and he had the sweetest smile plastered on his lips

for when you saw him

for when you glanced at him, you fell in love

and he smiled because he knew

falling asleeep om malfoy

𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- draco malfoy

a/n: this isn't the best but it's something i wrote to one of my favourite bois, the gif sounds like he's saying my favourite- requests are forever open luv, tiya

requested- yes

currently playing- forever favourite

warnings- none i think-

"don't fall asleep on me, darlin" Draco cooed

his voice oh damn the lord, it sounded so pretty calling you darling. you'd want to hear it roll of his tongue over and over again. just wanna play it on a loop.

even against his misguided words, he had his hand around you waist, letting you lean on him with your head on his chest. you could hear his pretty heart beating so quickly.

why was he so nervous talking to his friends huh?

he had gone back discussing something about Potter again. maybe that's why his heart was beating so fast. Him and his bloody Potter for Merlin's sake. it was as if he was in love with him.

pottah this, pottah that, potta breathes, potta looked.

Malfoy on the other hand was having a whole panic attack inside his head.

is she comfortable? where do i keep my hand?

am i comfortable for her?

their droopy eyes slowly closed and they'd gone to sleep.

draco malfoy couldn't even pay attention to whatever they were talking about, his favourite subject in the world was in his arms.

his world was in his arms.