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She sat still in the chair listening to the rapid typing and rhythmic breathing of the man beside her. This was one of the rare moments in time where she found herself alone with him; however, he paid no attention to her. While on the other hand, she focused intently on him; taking in all of his features to the last miniscule detail. His raven hair fell errantly around his pale skin, creating a strong contrast. Onyx eyes stared owlishly at the monitors in front of them. A long, slender finger tugged at his bottom lip. Clothing a size too big hung loosely around his slender form; hunched over with knees up against his chest, toes fidgeting at

Unanswered Questions (L x Reader)        She quietly awaited the return of her love. The sun had broken through the thick layer of clouds, and a beam of light illuminated the room. The past day’s rain had ceased, and a soft breeze was left to blow the last remnants of the ominous clouds. Blue sky was quickly replacing them; blue sky and a bright, yellow, cheerful orb.         She turned from the window as she decided to make a cake to celebrate the arrival of the man. Most likely he would work well into the night, so she would have time to make it perfect. Just for him. She dug out the big recipe book and opened it to the baking sect

    The life of a detective is complicated. It was demanding, occasionally confusing, and somewhat infuriating when surrounded by your coworkers. Despite the list being nearly endless of what you could do and what you should do, you always ended up in the same position when working.    Everyone assumed that the only place for you would be to watch the monitors. Surveillance. Your intelligence could never be useful in this case, they said as they constantly reminded you that a women shouldn't be involved in such a dangerous case anyway. In today's society, sexism was frowned upon, but not all together eradicated.    The case you were curre

“Draco, no. I can’t do this.” You whispered harshly, tugging your wrist out of Draco’s grasp. “Please, __y/n__? My father’s not home, I just want you to meet my mother and then we can leave.” Draco tried, gazing at you hopefully. You and Draco had been dating for seven years, and you had actually just gotten engaged, and in that whole amount of time, you hadn’t met his parents. You were scared. You weren’t a pureblood, which Draco had accepted when he first admitted that he liked you, but you had no idea how his parents would react. You sighed, glancing down at the glittering ring on

Tiny glittering flecks swirled around me, enclosing me in my own frozen paradise. I stood in the center of the courtyard; my arms spread wide open and my eyes closed as the snowflakes bit at my exposed skin, leaving it numb and red. I didn’t mind, though. I loved the snow and, considering this was the first snow of the year, I was in my own state of bliss. “(Y.N.)! Come on!” Hermione yelled out from the doorway to the school. She was impatiently squirming, trying to protect herself and her books from the snow that fell around her. She mustered a sound of protest and shuffled back farther into the hallway. “We’r

Before we start, I have no clue what to label this as. It just border lines sexual themes! So I do want to give a little warning, so forgive me, I know there are so many young'uns out there on dA and I want to keep it safe for them. Anyway, I'm going to stop talking now... -X- A cruel smirk crossed the pale boy's lips as he watched the agony and pain cross your face in a flash. It was delicious to him, to hear your pitiful whines and the desperate moans of pain you gave as his hands roughly grabbed at your hair. Your heart was pounding roughly in your chest, your lips were aching and somewhat bruised, but he still kept suckling away on the