This Literally Means The Absolute World To Me

this literally means the absolute world to me <3

as requested by @msmalfoyyyyyy, here is a fic rec list for some reads i’ve really loved. some content here is not suitable for minors and is marked by a * - please be mindful when reading. enjoy ♡

made with love - @fatesundress

fluff, gn!reader, married couple

mirror, mirror - @drawlfoy

7 part series, unrequited love, female ravenclaw prefect reader

dating draco headcannons - @apparentlytheproblem

just some headcannons :) some sexual references but nothing really explicit

close - @dracoscene

fluff fluff fluff

red roses - @malfoyswand

draco asks you to the yule ball :)

renewed * - @sleepparalysisdemon112

short and sweet, just some good smut, you know?

loving him - @draconisxcaput

fluff, slight sexual theme in one part but nothing spicy, just nice

pumpkin carving - @tealeafgrimm

fun and short, a nice little scene :)

i also made a post with some other fic recs here, again please always be mindful of warnings and age appropriate content. happy reading all x

s a f e a r m s

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- fred weasley

a/n: tysmm for requesting agaainn, im sorry this took some time, i wasnt sure how to lead with this but i hope you're happy with how this turned out :)

p.s i love you and this literally has me giggling and smiling

requested- yes

warnings- none i hope

fred weasley, the king with all his pride which no one could strip from him, all the cockiness no one could touch, the one so high from all, that no one would play against his will.

then why oh why was everything he had built for himself, his charm, his walls, his cool, all fumbling and crumbling beneath him when you arrived?

why did his heart flutter? or why did heat rise to his cheeks and why did he feel so weak to a pretty smile? you had every power over him and he despised you for it. he despised himself on how easily you could walk all over him and he'd say thank you. he couldn't fathom why he was so desperate for your attention even if it was for a mere second.

walking around the hallways in all his glory he'd immediately caught you making your way. it was peak rush hour, everyone was squirming their way from one class to another and his girl had seemed to have lost her footing

fred swept in catching her from having a meet with the floor. her arms were hugging him. freddie took a second for him to teach himself how to breathe again.

"the words are you're welcome" supplied fred when your mouth lied open, failing to form words. fred weasley had his arms swung around your waist having you pressed to his chest.

freddie didn't want to let go. he wanted to keep you pressed to him, his hands were everyone could see. he wanted to hold on forever.

"are you planning on letting go freddie darling?"

fuck. fred was officially pudding after he heard 'freddie' roll out of your mouth, he was fulfilled.

"so you can go and fall all over again? let them finish scavenging the halls or you'll become squash." how he managed to sound so confident and steady he didn't know?

maybe it had something to do with Rodger Holmes on the other side of the corridor, his face filled with jealousy. it gave freddie a kick. the girl he's been pinning for in freddie's arms, pressed against him whispering into each other's ears. Holmes did not need to know what as long as he could see she was in her weasley's arms. it helped him establish his dominance. you were to be his even if you didn't know it yet, even if you'd thought him to be the cruel cold hearted prankster, and Rodger dear better sit the hell back down.

"I'm gonna tell you you're pretty,"

‧₊˚❀‧˚. did you miss me? - xoxo lizzie .scorpio.shoe size 6. your mom.

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Hi! I hope you’re having a great day! I had an idea for a fic and I thought I’d send it to you!

Theodore Nott or Mattheo Riddle x fem! Reader

The readers on her phone relaxing after spending all Saturday on homework, and she opens tiktok and watches edits edits of her boyfriend and watches some for like hours and then he walks in- (stay with me bestie-) and she dosent notice, and she’s gotten really horny, needy and turned on *cough* maybe she goes on character ai to try to make her miss him less and she’s just super horny- he sees her watching edits of him and it’s just super smutty?

A/n: Also this is my first time requesting! I sent this to a couple of my favorite fanfic authors bc I didn’t know who would respond, I love your work pls keep it up!!

a n n o y i n g f a c e

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- matheo riddle

a/n: thelloo my darling, i am so sorry it took so long. i couldn't choose which character to do, so both are uploaded, one is the copy paste of the other except their names [ofcourse] so there isn't much difference, tysmm for requesting and i hope you're happy with how this turned out :)

p.s i love you and this literally has me giggling and smiling

requested- yes

currently playing- forever favourite by t i y a

warnings- this is set in a modern au, here he's a famous actor, literal smut, upset reader, take out [?]. pls leave me alone

you placed your pen down, a clicking sound echoing through the empty household as the cap enclosed the nib. you uncross your legs and make way to the couch with your phone on one hand, ready to take a well deserved break.

you opened TikTok, the symbol animatedly popping up as her for you page loaded. there was something so addictive about it, not that of the app, but how the edits and controversies of your boyfriend pulled you in for hours.

the thing was, both of you had an argument and you're missing him more than usual. you long for him to grab your thighs, the neck kisses, his fingers running down you as if to sculpt you.

from POVs to edits to just scenes of him had you captivated. just the thoughts of him doing what they claimed. you found yourself rewatching an edit of his thighs. for some reason they turned you on so much. his walk, his arms, the way he moved, how could he do it all so seductively.

was it getting hot in here?

you instinctively started unbuttoning your shirt and removed your shorts, leaving you in a pretty set. nobody was here right? who would care but god didn't he love that set. you rested on your stomach as you encountered an audio. a one with Matheo Riddle fucking you. you could feel yourself practically melt with his voice draining all thought and reason on your mind.

his slow footsteps took him to the bedroom which's door was slightly ajar his hand preoccupied with takeout.

fuckfuckfuck

you eyes look up to see the the biggest grin. he thought he'd won. he knew you wouldn't go too long without him. it made you upset. but at the same time, his barely buttoned up shirt was loosely hung and his trousers outlined his visibly growing bulge.

leaving the food gently on the desk facing the door, he lifted you up from the bed with his hand under your thighs, placing you on top of his study.

his eyes ran through the pretty blue lace, he always said it looked lovley on her skin. he closed the gap between her, your breasts pressed against him.

"I'm sorry my love, but i don't mind fucking you while you're still angry at me. it quite turns me on."

Matty backed you up against the wall, his mouth warm and heavy on yours as your fingers hooked his belt buckle. you were far from angry, you were ready to end him, oh and he knew. he would be dying today, but atleast it would end with his face buried in your pussy.

“sweetheart..” he held his palm out to you, pressing you against the cold wall as his chocolate eyes gazed you in absolute awe.

you pulled Theo by the tie, his hands swiftly picked you up and dropped you ever so gently on the centre of your bed. you push his standing figure on his back roughly as he just has the most blissful expression on his face.

you leaned over Matheo and gently placed a feather like kiss on his abdomen, your fingernails gently paving a path down him, reaching towards his abs, the hard muscle were as if god himself had taken the time to sculpt it for you.

you slowly mount him, ghosting above him slightly.

"you have such an annoying face Riddle."

that was absolutley untrue. His face was perfection. it was gorgeous and defined and just perfect.

"sit on my annoying face then baby" he murmured. it was soft and kind.

you crawled to the head of the bed, "you’re fuckin perfection." you muttered, pressing a gentle kiss on his jaw as he positioned his hands around your hips, pulling you on top of his face. you settled in, your legs locked on either side of his pretty head. one arm was resting on his chest lightly as the other played with his soft curls.

"fuck" you moaned, his lips spread under you only sucking harder, the sensation making you shudder. you were already dripping and he's just gotten started.

"darling-" he shushed himself off as you moaned, your fingers entangled in his brown hair as he lapped up your juices, quickening his pace.

his tongue lightly ball room danced around your clit as you came and your hands switched to the bedsheet so you don't nearly pulled his hair from his roots. he was memorized with the feeling of your thighs tightening

he continued his pace and as if muscle memory you gripped his hair again,

"fuck-"

you moaned out as he gripped your thighs, acting as if he could swallow you whole.

another orgasm.

and another.

one by one, they all fell into order.

o r p h i c

fandom- outer banks

pairing(s)- rafe cameron

a/n: hellolo, i'm so sorry i deleted the request, it was very clumsy of me. the anonymous had asked for me to write about how both rafe and you seemed to hate each other but keeps each other in their minds throughout the day. one leads to another and they end up confessing thankyou for requesting, i hope you indulge your stories with me to write them out for you in the future with love, tiya

playlist: the rafe cameron mindset

summary: you looked so pretty, how could rafe resist a bite?

requested- yes

warnings- unestablished relationship, hateful but secretly in love, "love", "sweetheart", mentions of satan-?

Midsummers carried the bright, enliven days with the aroma of freedom and warmth, but here you were stuck at some barbeque enlightened by the presence of bloody Rafe Cameron.

it annoyed you how he was so aggressive and a devil of a narcissist who walked around as if he owned the world. But what pissed you off the most was how in every crowd you'd search for him, how you often thought about his stupid hair and his stupid face and how his arms looked so fine with his sleeves rolled up.

How could i be so dual?

you'd assume one would steer themselves from dangerous situations such as interacting with a hot headed Cameron who could fuck you up in more ways than one.

You were helping Wheezie collect seashells for her castle when he strolled in to the sand with his hands shoved in his pockets, confidence following him like an obedient dog.

"need her for a minute, dad said to let her tag on" he so nonchalantly expressed the reason of his prescence.

wiping the sand from your calves, you slid on your slippers and followed him. It was always necessary to be cautious with Rafe, you never knew what he was thinking. but at the same time, why did he look like that? like the angels envied the looks of the devil, even though they were to stay away, that smile pulled you on.

you both had gone a good few meters out of sight when he harshly twisted you around by your hand, pushing your back towards the cement wall. his right hand was hugging your waist while his knee was firmly placed between your thighs.

fuck

your heart was hammering and your legs were ready to turn into absolute mush when he was Infront of you.

"who said you could look so pretty huh?"

fuck it, who could resist the devil when he decides to take form of Rafe Cameron?

you lifted his chin and closed the space between him, your hands through his hair as you could feel yourself fall in rhythm.

he pulled back

oh

"I'm so sorry oh my god, I shouldn't have done that I'm so sorry, I-"

"darlin" he covered his eyes with a hand

" if you don't want to talk to me ever again I get it-"

"sweetheart"

"I'm just so-"

you were very rudely interrupted as he lowered his head, pulled you by your shirt and kissed you again.

OH

m i s c h e v i o u s

fandom- outer banks

pairing(s)- rafe cameron

a/n: this isn't the best but it's something i wrote to one of my favourite bois

playlist: the rafe cameron mindset

requested- yes

warnings- none i think-

Rafe Cameron was a leader, someone with initiative, someone who was adamant about fixing it before it became a problem. And when you caught his gaze, he knew there was going to be a problem. You looked beautiful, you really did, absolutely captivating. he just knew that tonight won't end without a taste.

he knew what you were expecting for a reaction. and if you thought he was going to get down on his knees and do whatever you wanted to him, then you were absolutley right.

if you wanted to play, then fine. but he assumed by now that you would know better than to stay out of things you wouldn't win

his arm grazed your thigh, running shivers down your bare thigh uncovered by the slit in your dress.

fuck

"i missed you so much. you can't even comprehend"

it had only been a week.

you could not win, not when he looks like god and especially when he had a to-do list. the only item left for tonight was you. his hand kept going higher as the more people began to drown their drinks and dance.

"oh god" you moaned.

"not god sweetheart," he said before adjusting his fingers a bit deeper,"Rafe."

"baby, keep quiet, or imma have to go harder don't I"