Blaise - Tumblr Posts
I laughed so hard that my sister woke up and started yelling because it’s 12:25 and I should be a sleep but I love this not a single regret
“So, I know the two of you have been waiting for me to choose a best man,” Harry said. “Not really,” Hermione replied. “We know perfectly well it’s Ron.” “I will throw a fit if it’s not me,” Ron admitted. “Well, actually,” Harry started. (“Oh my god, he’s going to choose Neville. Hold me, Hermione,” Ron said.) “I was thinking…I want the both of you.” Ron grinned, then stopped, “Wait.”
“Me, too?” Hermione said with a tremble.
“It should be the people who mean the most to the groom.” Harry murmured. “There is no choosing between the two of you.” Harry hugged Hermione when she started to cry. “Also, I thought it’d be better to call you guys the ‘groom’s crew’? This men only thing sucks.” “That’s awful,” Ron grinned. “Malfoy’s okay with this?” Right on cue, the door burst open and Draco sauntered in, arms raised. He was followed by Pansy and Blaise. “Behold,” Draco sang. “My ‘groom’s bitches.’” “I hate weddings,” Blaise said.
🌷dialogue - Blaise fucking you before your wedding day (he’s not your fiancé)
“This.. is what you will get everyday if you leave him, for me.” His veiny hand wrapped around your throat as his cock hitting every spot inside you,
“But you know I—”
“Yes, you can. You let me do this before your wedding, you need this as bad as I do. Be with me, I can treat you so much better than him. I can even make you moan the loudest than he ever could.” He pulled your face closer to him as he whispered it on your lips.
“Blaise— fuck..” Your back arching higher as your forehead pressed against him, his eyes never leave your face.
“I know baby, you don’t want to missing out on this, do you? He’s nothing compared to what I gave you, fuck— Y/n.”
“Oh I’m s’close—“ You dug your nails deeper on his back.
“You’re not even ashamed I fucked you dumb like this. Feels good, isn’t it? Be my good girl, leave him and be with me then I’ll let you cum.” Blaise thrusts harder into you, his thumb circling your clit skillfully
“F-fuck. Whatever you want Blaise.. Ah—” There you go, coming undone around his cock, your body shook as you finished.
See, Harry’s described as being tall in DH, but then I still decided to make him this tiny little thing and ship him with all these tall people like Ron, Cedric, and Blaise. Smol Harry is amazing.
An OC Angst Thing (Brought To You By Hayloft II!)
My vision came back into focus. I shakily drew a breath of air as my body reformed, after being ripped apart over and over again. From within the storm of red and black, a winged silhouette trudged slowly towards me. I was shaking. I could hear my heartbeat. He gave me a strained smile, inky tears dripping from his chin. "Do you have anything to say for yourself?" I trembled. "Please, I don't.... I don't *know* what you mean! I'm not who you're looking for!" He chuckled quietly, shaking his head. Then suddenly, he was in front of me, his fist clenched around my shirt collar. "Oh you are, you just haven't..." His form suddenly went shadowy, then reformed into a face that I thought I'd forgotten. His voice went higher, more shaken. His hair turned to a mop of yellow. "....looked hard enough yet," his new form finished, and suddenly, I remembered. I remembered looking through my possessed self's eyes, leaving a sobbing teen to die alone. "Blaise... Oh god, Blaise, I..." I muttered, tears now spilling from my face. "You look pathetic," his shaky voice muttered, his piercing yellow eyes seeming to stare through me, even though they, along with the clenched fist he was holding me with, were shaking with hatred. "Reminds me of someone else I knew." Then he dropped me into the storm.
