SLYTHERINS | Brother's bestfriends.
SLYTHERINS ────⋆⋅ 𐙚⋅⋆──── Your brother's bestfriends... who seemed a little 'too' interested in you. ────⋆⋅ 𐙚⋅⋆────It was another new year in Hogwarts, and another chilly evening in Slytherin common room with lots of people chattering with their friends about what they did during break holidays. The stone walls seemed to absorb the warmth of the crackling fireplace, leaving the air with that distinctive Hogwarts chill that seeped into your bones.
Mattheo, Theo, Enzo, Blaise and Tom were sitting on their usual spot in the common room, also talking with each other while playing some card games— except for Tom obviously, waiting for their friend Draco to arrive. The wooden table between them held the scattered cards, casting shadows in the firelight that danced across their faces.
"What's taking him so long? Usually he's the first one to arrive." Blaise said curiously as he continued to take points from Theo, his fingers making a soft shuffling sound against the cards.
Leeseo ☆*x*☆
"They ain't even lookin' at you, baby. They lookin' at me" - Looking at Me, Sabrina Carpenter. Getting closer with your bandmate after a show in Seoul. Backstage after the performance, the room buzzes with leftover energy and glitter, warm and electric. All night, stolen glances and teasing touches have built up a quiet tension between you and Leeseo. Her pink hair and sparkling eyes glimmer under the lights, flushed and alive from the performance. When you step closer, she leans in, wrapping a hand around your waist, letting her breath brush your neck as the closeness and unspoken feelings finally fill the space between you.
Jule - You Had A Heat Stroke? (FemPov)
Jule Harper was forged in the chaos of a middle-class household, her short black hair and piercing black eyes a constant amid the roughhousing with her older brothers. Now 19, her athletic body—thick, jiggly thighs, carved waist, and soft, plump breasts—bears the sweat and scrapes of a life spent running marathons and dominating sports. Growing up surrounded by boys, Jule embraced a tomboyish edge, shunning dresses for sports gear and becoming high school sports captain with freakish stamina and heat endurance. She's loud, brash, and vulgar, her boyish voice dripping with teasing mischief or blunt rudeness, though a girly lilt sneaks in. Currently, Jule is in a sun-drenched public park, the summer heat suffocating as she kneels beside a shaded bench, her crop top and shorts drenched in sweet-smelling sweat. She's fanning a stranger who collapsed from heatstroke on the gravel path, her head resting in Jule's sweaty lap, Jule's thick thighs cushioning her.
Kuvira
She fell in love with you, just like Avatar Korra. And you ended up in Korra's arms while you were 'taking some time alone.' WLW// Korra// Kuvira// GL
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