falling asleeep om malfoy
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 open luvs :)
requested- yes
warnings- none i think-
"dont fall asleep on me y/n" draco cooed
his voice omg, it sounded so pretty saying your name. you'd want to hear it roll of his tongue over and over again.
even against his misguided words, he had his hand around you letting you lean on him with your head on his chest. you could hear his pretty heart beating 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 stupid potter i swear.
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?
they slowly closed their eyes and had gone to sleep.
draco malfoy coul'dnt 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.
Could you do nsfw headcanons for Fred? xoxo you’re the best
Ooof okay here we go, sorry if these are terrible
* Having his hair pulled on is such a turn on. If you guys are making out or if he is eating you out it turns him on even more.
* Casually teases you during meals in the great hall. Fred would move your skirt up and his hand would travel from your knee to your thigh. Fred would whisper in your ear about how much he wants you. Your friends would know something is up when you abruptly get up and leave.
* Fred loves to leave hickeys all over your neck and chest.
* Likes to give oral more than receive.
* His likes being on top but my God when you are on top riding him . . . Fred loves it. He would be sitting up and would put his head on your chest while you move up and down on him.
* Fred loves you in lingerie. For him it never gets old. You would walk out in matching black lace bra and panties and he would just look you up and down. He would walk over and throw you into your bed before going down on you.
*Okay so I know Fred is tall and rather skinny but I feel like because of Quidditch, Fred would secretly have an athletic built. Like his back would be so define. You would leave deep scratch marks on his back. When he would change in the locker room, his teammates often make jokes about how his night was.
* Also, my God his boy has stamina. He could go on for a while
* He also has big ass hands and fingers. Fred can easily making you cum on his fingers alone.
* Honestly when he groans or moans in your ear it turns you on so much. It's hard for Fred to be quite. When you are staying at the Burrow, it's a real problem.
* Speaking of the Burrow, y'all would fuck on Percy's bed when he annoys the two of you.
* Leaving Bill and Fleur's wedding early to sneak back into the Burrow. The whole night Fred would whisper about how beautiful and sexy you looked and how much he wanted you (while grabbing your ass). You had to admit, Fred looked pretty good in his suit and it had you feeling some type of way. You both would be too eager and horny so he just went to his room and hiked your dress up to your waist and fucked you against the wall with your legs around his waist.
* You guys also had no problem with fucking in a carriage during the Yule ball.
why must I live in a world where no man will ever love me to the point that his honor is hanging by a thread that grows more precarious with every moment he spends in my presence.
How am I suppose to live with the fact that I will never be the bane of someone’s existence and the object of all their desires??!
"the hottest thing a man could do is drive one-handed, palming the stirring wheel."
enhaverse | illuminated
swing me these sorrows, and try delusion for a while; its such a beautiful lie.
Fred Hechinger, I want you.
without a doubt, if he wanted to park jay can afford first class on all the trips you go on. he even thought about buying a private jet but you shut that down telling him that it wasn’t good for the environment and he agreed. even though he can afford it, he’d rather not go on first class on airplane rides with you. now, park jay is a husband who will absolutely without a doubt provide you all the finest things in life. from caviar included as a garnish during pizza nights “just because” to your own custom scented perfume from dior, jay is more than capable of providing the life of luxury most people can only dream of. but he has an issue with first class seats… they’re always separated and lonely.
there were times when his exes wanted him solely for his money and if he couldn’t give them the monetary experiences they wanted, he worth diminished in their eyes. on your first planned overseas trip together jay was hesitant in asking if it was ok to buy tickets for economic class. after all, he was really starting to fall for you and dare he even say l word you. you got rid of all his doubts when you told him,
“jay, i don’t care what class cabin we ride in. our ears hurt the same when we lift up for take off. plus, i’d rather be next to you.”
he remembers his heart bursting in gratitude that you weren’t like all the others.
was it then that he got the first inkling of knowing you were the one?
jay will gladly sacrifice a little bit of leg room if it allows for your presence right by his side and for him to be able to fall asleep on your shoulder. who gives a damn about first class seats when his favorite seat is the one next to you?
married to ceo!jay drabble series
☁️⛰️🍀🍃🌳
you’re the prettiest scenery, 정원. 🍃
It's canon, he told me himself.
Leaning on the door frame while talking to you
Running the hands through his hair subconsciously, when he's thinking or when he's sweaty after quidditch practice
Stretching, just that. When he's tired in the mornings, or even if he's trying to reach something that's really high and his shirt lifts a little
Helping younger students. no explanation needed here, it's just hot when he helps kids
Being protective, not in a possessive way but in a hold my hand I don't wanna loose you way
Rolling up his shirt sleeves, does this need an explanation too or...?
y’all ever fantasize about a fictional character a little too hard to the point you’re convinced you should be admitted to a mental hospital?