Sorry I Kissed You, I Couldn't Resist *apologizes To The Mirror*

I love Harry Potter bc all the characters have flaws and I have to rely on the canon to completely like them, it's like a whole new reality that is just like a normal reality + the books to zone out of that reality.

It's like a I zone out of the first reality, I fall into the canon world of Harry Potter and then I zone out of that other reality reading the books (fanfics) of that reality.

Y'know what, fuck this bullshit. I need to know y'all are actually against it.

Reblog this if you will NOT use or support Post+.

I hope to make @staff see how that is total bullshit. Tumblr will die without writers/creators.

I'm seriously debating starting to upload Harry Potter One Shots, the ones with +18 to be honest.

I'll probably start with some smut headcanons, so you all can leave a request ;)

Oh, to be recovering from a big massive orgasm instead of childhood traumas

"Drarry is the most heterosexual ship in Harry Potter"

Nine year old me crying after knowing that boys can kiss in the lips too after seeing a drarry fan art would disagree.

Nine year old me reading for the first time the term bisexual after reading a few drarry fanfics would disagree.

Nine year old me crying after reading that Hermione and Ron supported Harry after hearing a protests against homosexual marriage would disagree.

Ten year old me reading pansimione as a secondary ship in a drarry fanfic and realizing that this was not only for boys would disagree.

Fanfic writers in 2002 writing fanfics about them receiving death and rape threats over the internet, having to put the M rating on fanfiction.net because at that time that was something the kids couldn't read because there were gay couples in it, would disagree.

Fifteen year olds reading those fanfics in 2004 feeling hope for the first time would disagree.

Drarry authors being listed as 'Bad Authors' on catholic sites for writing them would disagree.

LGBT+ ships were made by LGBT+ people for LGBT+ people.

Having people fetishize LGBT + couples and pigeonhole them into heterosexual stereotypes doesn't make the couple straight, it makes those people homophobic.

This isn't about Drarry, this about people from the community invalidating something that helped, did something good, to many people who were in very bad situations instead of pointing out the homophobia that causes that to be something for consumption and fetishization by heterosexual people when in fact it was for the community itself.

I don't care that you don't ship drarry, god knows that there's a lot to criticize about them. But calling them straight because straight people fetishize them is bad. We know that there are couples and relationship in tv shows or books that were made for heterosexual people to like LGBT+ couples or to get both sides of the public. Wich is using LGBT+ themes to get money and these acts don't bring anything to the community, because we are not something just to get money that companies can use as they please. However, Drarry was made because people were craving some representation, something to rely on. Like these people didn't get paid, they didn't get followers or anything IT WAS HORRIBLE TO LIKE THEM TIME AGO. Please be aware of what are you saying. Mlm or any LGBT+ ship aren't for the straights to fetishize it, and by saying shit like this you are backing it up.

Are you still open for requests?

Yesss, I'm still starting so I'm doing mostly headcanons (+18, fluff, angst whatever you like) but after that I'll do blurbs

Feel free to request <3

I feel so much unlike me when I speak in my second language

To my (stil don't know) best friend or ex best friend.

I need to know what's going on with me. What are the things that go through your head when you name me? How many times did my name appear between your lips in conversations in which I am not present? You love me? You hate me? You miss how we were before, do you want to go back to that? Because I didn't stop thinking about us and it takes me more and more breath to feel good about you.

I loved you so much for so long that if this is the end you would go through life with your soul and a piece of mine. I want our stars to become alienated again and if it's not possible, I want you to do as much force as you can to move them despite gravity and find us again. I miss seeing us coincide.

What happened to us? What happened to me? What happened to you?

My fire is getting tired to give so much wood to our fireplace, Where is your wood? Did you bother to go find it or did you spend your clothes looking for firewood for someone else? Did you only stay with me for the materials I was able to offer? I don't care about the rest of your builds, but don't abandon me.

The one thing that scratch my heart the most is that I don't know what happens. Are these your attempts to have a planet come between our stars so you can distance yourself as you please? Have I been bad company? Did something happen in your life where I couldn't help you? I need to know so I could be there as I should have been from the beginning, I don't want there to be stones in our way.

It tears me to think that if I truly loved myself I wouldn't be giving you as much as I give you. Because it doesn't even seem like you want to fix things with me. And if everything is fine and things are as before, why do I no longer feel that your affection warms me? Is it because they are lies or is there something else that is turning you off? I want to fix ourselves.

Talk to me, I can't keep the fire going in such a big fireplace by myself.

I can't stop noticing all the mistakes that we weren't able to improve in our past. Yours and mine. But I would give anything for you to hurt me again if we go back to what we did before. I miss seeing your bare feet in front of the blue sky.

I don't want things to be the same as before, I don't like mistakes, or that we hurt each other. But it seems that you don't even have the will to speak and I'm sick of pulling the string of your truth every time to know about you. It's going to be 10 years of construction for a great fireplace and a great road, please don't tell me I was with the wrong engineer.

Sorry if something doesn't makes sense, English it's not my first language and I just wanna vent in a place where nobody knows me in real life.

I'm sorry if you ever felt something like that, you didn't deserve it.

hi bestie, feel like writing a Fred hc? maybe how he would react to his sub trying to dom him?

Smut headcanons: Fred Weasley's sub tries to dominate him.

[Notes: oh Lord, you made my imagination fly so fast that I-

Btw, stimulating lubricant is inspired by stimulating gels, try them.

So let me know if you liked and it's what you have been thinking ;) that's for you all, and also tell me if there something wrong with the grammar, English isn't my first language and if forgot some tw ]

TW: NSFW CONTENT!, dom! Fred, sub! reader dirty talk, bondage, waxplay, overstimulation, denied orgasm, cumplay, crying, use of stimulating products, mentions of the war and accidents, subs training, oral sex (female receiving) and someone grabs the other by the neck but it's not suffocation (I think that's it).

Fred Weasley was a simple man, he knew what he liked and was attached to it. There were limits that weren't written, but that he had clear in his mind. Things that he for practicality he didn't bother to try, knowing himself as he knows himself, he knew he wouldn't like them.

As well the things that he loved were his safe place, like the joke shop he built with his brother, his mother's food and intimacy with you.

Your relationship was everything that Fred needed after the war. After the accident he had in the battle of Hogwarts when a wall almost crushed him, but luckily he only hurt his foot, he had a long time recovering. And having you by his side, following his orders as if you were the goodest girl in the world was comforting to him.

Your sex life took a deeper direction 3 months after you two became official. Everything was playful and passionate but then, one day you were telling him that you were just about to come and he demanded "Hold it up, babe, you don't have my permission" while keeping you all over the edge.

It was certainly unexpected, but you both had time to explore each other, build trust and try all the things that now were part of your daily sex life.

However switch your roles was never one of the things that you both have tried. It was always him with his hoarse voice ordering and demanding as he pleased and you following his wishes.

So it was a surprise to him when you interrupted his order to undress to tell him that this time you were the one in charge.

At first he laughed, incredulity palpable in his tone and the tautness of his shoulders.

"Good joke, puppet, do you want a kiss as a reward for thinking something so funny? Is this your way of trying to impress me?"

Of course, he started to get angry when you say that you weren´t joking.

He was the dom and you were the sub, why that would change?

He licked his lips and crossed his arms, rubbing himself a little when you didn´t stop.

"Stop this tantrum now, only brats do things like this and I have trained you well."

Part of him was wondering if you really wanted to switch roles, but you would have said your safe word if that was the case, or it had been spoken before. But it wasn't like that, so you were just being a brat, which infuriated him.

Of course, you didn´t stop provoking him.

That´s when he couldn´t control himself anymore. He walked to you, tall and intimidating thanks to his angry face, and grabed your neck to put your face in front of his.

"You want a punishiment? all right, that´s what you´re gonna get."

He led you by his grip on your neck to the bed, it didn't take much for him to bend you over the edge and give you the first slap on your butt.

"You know, you don´t expect this attitude from the pup that you´ve been taking care of all this time, but I guess I can remind you your place."

He spanked your ass some more with your clothes on, until he got tired of the fabric cushioning his hand and made it disappear with his wand.

He also took advantage of the moment and cast a spell to tie you up, so you had no escape and the hand on your neck disappeared.

"There and just like this is were you belong."

He stared at your red cheeks, his erection pulse in his pants at the sight, his anger lowering just enough for him to think what would be the next step.

The answer came from his pocket, he had designed lubricants and this one in particular was finished. He had brought it to talk about it, but now it seemed like a good time to use it wih you.

"Brats like you don´t deserve my time but I´ve got this lube that I´ve designed for you. It will make you feel warm and it will stimulate you almost to your orgasm, do you wanna use it in your punishment? Yes or no, are the only good answers."

You said yes, and with your consent he lubricated your entire area, without bothering to give you pleasure, and then put two digits in your entrance. The teasing about how wet you were beforehand was not long in coming.

Fred was starting to enjoy the punishment, now that he had calmed down, but there was one thing that he knew and it was that you were not cumming tonigh.

You ruined the scene tonight, disrespected him and continued to give him a bad attitude despite his warnings, this had to be something you regretted.

When you started to feel the stimulation from the lube, Fred laughed and spread your legs and ordered to keep them open "just as they should always be for him."

He stared at your pussy with a devil grint, knowing that it wouldn't take to much for you to start crying and moaning for his permission to cum. It would be great when he denied you.

He also decided that he could add something else to it, to make the matter more interesting. He fetched one of the red candles that you kept on the nightstand, lit it, and prepared to stain your entire back with it.

Meanwhile you were suffering the lube a little too much more than you expected. It was warm and it made you try to touch yourself to ease some of the pain. You even thought you could just come from that, but it always left you there, on the edge.

He warned you from the wax, and when you didn't say your safe word, instead you moaned loudly, he let a couple hot drops on your ass. Now you felt a little overwhelmed, but it was so good that it almost put you in sub space.

He unbuttoned his pants and released his erection, sat next to your body on the bed and jerked into a tight fist while painting your back.

When you couldn't keep you legs open from the overstimulation, he summoned two soft ropes and tied your legs to the bedposts, keeping them separate.

Now a couple of tears were gathering in your eyes and Fred held back his words of comfort, but he put down the candle and stroked your hair until the last stains of wax dried. It was a punishment, he could 't spoil you more than he already did, he couldn't stop punishing you for a few tears, damn you had not even said your word to stop, you were clearly handling it well.

"You look beautiful like this, too bad you made me so mad just to get this, puppet."

He positioned himself behind you and entered you with a long, deep thrust. He kept pushing, slowly so that you couldn't come and the excitement only accumulated in your belly.

"I took care of you so well, puppet, I tied you with precious knots, I ripped you orgasms one after the other, I devoured your little pussy everytime but you were a brat today, so this is your punishment. I decided that you can't come tonight, after what you did I want you to regret it and remember it and not try again. Now say you understand it."

After you could match the words in your mouth between moans, Fred accelerated his thrusts but he came out of you and let his climax paint on the wax of your ass before you could even think of cumming without his permission.

"Well that's a really good view isn't it?"

And it was, your skin was red from the spanks, then the wax of the same color dripped from your cheeks to the beginning of your thighs and Fred's white stripes on top of it all made a memorable image.

After that, he untied your bindings and wiped the wax off your back, but let the remnant of the lube stay inside you.

"You better not cum while you're sleeping, pup." He said before hugging you and start the aftercare.

"That was amazing babe, I'm sorry that you have to feel like that now, but is part of your punishment."