#double drabbles

Happy reveals day! Here are the main gifts from our Double Drabble Exchange! Stay tuned for treat reveals next week!

Not a Problem by bee124 [Luna/Ginny, G]   

Hunter’s arrow by Schmem_14 [Fleur/Tonks, M]    

Lover by bluefay [Pansy/Ginny, T]    

The Trial by Papartis [Bellatrix/Rita, T]

Tooth-marked by nanneramma [Pansy/Ginny, M]

Dark Chocolate & Violet by thestarsinbetween [Alice/Andromeda, T]

Duty in bloom by shewritesmaybe [Astoria/Luna, M]

Better than Ron by maple321 [Hermione Ginny, T]

Mischief touch by The_Fourth_Queen [Hermione/Ginny, E]

Velvet by herochick007 [Bellatrix/Ginny, T]

Injured dignity by Hawksquill [Lavender/Millicent, T]

Kiss on the line by Elvira_Kamgut [Augusta/Minerva, G]

Sneak by noarc [Luna/Ginny, G]

Loud Women by thistlecat [Bellatrix/Rita, E]

Wildflowers blossoming in our veins by Nihilistic_Nomad [Narcissa/Anathema, G]

as records show by QueenOfStormySkies [Narcissa/Emma, T]

Reflections in Jaquard by MromiTosen [Narcissa/Ginny, E]

White lily flower and bittersweet goodbye by Theo_the_sandwitch [Pandora/Lily, G]

Queen of the High Seas by sliebman10 [Bellatrix/Lily, T]

All I ever needed Is here in my arms by Dory_thewritingfish [Walburga/Euphemia, M]

Flickering light by SiobhanHazel [Narcissa/Ginny, M]

The moon touches your shoulder by slythercrux [Lavender/Millicent, G]

Hospital Bliss. by ZoomieZoomie324  [Minerva/Poppy, G]

Holding my breath by Written_Willis [Narcissa/Adele, G]

Unravelling love (For a black rose blossoming) by Clueless Anxious Ghost of Hayhay [Hermione/Bellatrix, M]

dancing phantoms on the terrace by venusdoeswriting [Dorcas/Lily, G]

Western Roses Keep Their Thorns by apricitydays [Puddifoot/Rosmerta, T]

Fire by Starfuckers_Inc [Bellatrix/Lily, T]

silver fox by SquibNation10 [Pandora/Lily, G]

A Gryffindor’s Guide to Flirting with Death by vespeelira [Hermione/Pansy, G]

Devotion by nanneramma [Minerva/Sybill, M]

A Shared Win by teh_kris_eh [Cho/Ginny, G]

Invisible String by Bluemuffin1 [Narcissa/Lily, G]

Tell Me by lumosatnight [Lavender/Parvati, G]

Bigger Colder Meaner by chocolando [Lavender/Hermione, T]

One step ahead by DivinityInMotion [Hermione/Pansy, T]

desire by Marenke [Daphne/Pansy, M]

know what a girl becomes when the wolfsbane blooms by septemberbells [Lavender/Parvati, T]

her full silver light by SortofShea [Astoria/Narcissa, T]

The Worth of Love by blingbling_pomelo [Minerva/Poppy, G]

The Playdate by miss_grimwood [Bellatrix/Lily, G]

Fair maiden by yoshishisha [Luna/Ginny, G]

Best Dressed by uncanny_cerulean [Lavender/Hermione/Luna, T]

Just like Bella by GoldenBi [Narcissa/Andromeda, E]

Magic Touch by sugareey [Lavender/Hermione/Parvati, E]

Should’ve been me by cvltist [Hermione/Ginny, G]

In quiet solace, love is stirred by digthewriter [Hermione/Andromeda, G]

A breath apart by qqquack [Luna/Ginny, T]

Treasured Conversations by stormy_sea [Lavender/Luna, G]

Welcome to November, friends, and to our penultimate drabble prompt. Can't wait to see you unlock your creativity (see what we did there?) in exactly 100 OR 200 words!

[Haunted—Keep Out]

That was what the repeated message on the tape they ducked through to enter the store read. The spooky season was here, and decorations were up all over the town. This little shop? Low-key, serious looking warnings. Not a plastic bat or carved pumpkin to be seen.

Detective Carl North always carried a 750g bottle of fine table salt with him. One look at the kids contorted in possessed rictus had him pour a heaping handful onto his palm. With a slow exhale, a plume of yellow fire was cast over them to drive out the spirits.

Both kids took a long, ragged breath. They looked like death given five seconds in the office microwave, pale and peaky.

North thumbed towards the tape. "Can't you two read?"

"We t-thought it w-was just for a laugh!" one lad spoke, teeth chattering.

"Lots of stores have that stuff!" the other whimpered.

The government had ignored their department's advice to restrict the sale of Halloween hazard tape; this incident would be going into the rebuke against their short sightedness.

Event Prompts: Breathplay & Overstimulation

A Double Drabble with Roy Harper, Jason Todd, and Gender Neutral AFAB! Reader

"Always knew it'd take more than one guy to top you, [your name]...I'm just glad you have good taste." You can hear the amusement in Roy's voice just behind you; he's got you half in his lap in a rear naked choke, tattooed arm pressing into your throat just enough to restrict you to shallow little breaths.

Jason is hard at work between your thighs, licking his way into your center while rolling your clit between wet fingers. Strangled whines and whimpers spill out your mouth as you try to pull away - after four orgasms, every nerve in your pelvis feels raw and exposed - but there's nowhere to go, with Arsenal at your back. You tap his arm and the redhead loosens the hold, letting you gulp down fresh air. The brunette pauses to catch his own breath, sucking your juices off his fingers and meeting your gaze with enough heat to have you throbbing at the edge all over again, shuddering.

Roy swallows hard enough you can hear it, and Jason smiles like a cat that's eaten all but one canary. "You got somethin' to say, Harper?"

i. It had been an insanely long, strange night. Doppelgangers and bombs and their home invaded once more. 

But the bad guys had been dispatched and in the golden heat of a California morning, everything looked marvelous once again.

Especially his beautiful wife and her wide, appreciative grin. 

The emeralds sparkled in that rich, gilded sunlight but not as much as Jennifer.

She launched herself into Jonathan’s arms and he caught her up, burying his face in the voluminous ruffles as he spun her around.

They were safe, they were alive, they were together.

Everything looked marvelous - was marvelous - once again. 

ii. Jonathan found her in their bed, the duvet carefully folded back. 

She was propped on the pillows, her long legs crossed demurely as she waited for him.

But that was as far as “demure” went on her, for there was nothing but acres of pale skin and the flash of diamonds and emeralds around her neck. 

“It was awfully nice of someone to buy them as a gift for someone.” She said, her tone even huskier than normal. 

“Awfully nice.” Jonathan responded, watching the way the diamonds shifted against the swell of her breasts.

i. Teasing Jonathan - in all kinds of ways - was one of Jennifer’s favorite pastimes. She wasn’t really mad about the tarragon, although the stress of turning their house upside down once again might have gotten the best of her. 

She enjoyed role playing as much as the next woman - perhaps even more, with a partner like Jonathan - but sometimes enough was enough. Thankfully, Max came clean to Elizabeth so her days as a maid were over. 

The champagne was doing its job, filling her blood with starlight. Giggles rose to the surface as Jonathan leaned in to whisper in her ear. 

ii. Jonathan was truly looking forward to being back in their own room that night. The nights in Max’s room had been uncomfortable. Oh, the room itself was perfectly nice and the bed comfortable. But Max’s space was Max’s space, and even if the whole charade was his idea, it was still unnerving to be in his personal rooms without him.

They’d been too tired to do anything more than sleep, but even if they hadn’t, Jonathan wasn’t sure he could have brought himself to do anything more anyway. 

i. The fire roared beside them, keeping the frosty chill of the air conditioning at bay. Jonathan wanted to recapture the cozy pleasure they’d found in the snow and then somehow lost with their houseguests. 

It wasn’t even a real fight. He was irritable and achy and he took it out on his wife, something he wasn’t very proud of. He wanted to erase that squabble, overwrite it with silly rhymes and longings whispered into Jennifer’s skin. 

He wanted to chase the shiver over her skin and replace it with kisses of apology and forgiveness until they were all that existed. 

ii. It felt so nice to be snuggled up beside Jonathan, his strong arms warding off the chill. There had been a chill and not just from the air conditioner. 

She wasn’t even sure what caused it, what made the house suddenly feel so small. The lack of space pinched at them until they were sniping at each other. They never sniped at each other. 

At least not until Pamela and Braddon showed up. As if their toxic relationship tainted the very air on the estate. 

i. Jennifer was a serious student and a precocious one at that. The death of her mother and the long absences of her father, not to mention the very worldly advice of her well-meaning Aunt Renee, meant that she was wise beyond her years. Even so, she’d never harbored crushes on her teachers. Not the dashing first year French professor in her senior year at Gresham or the overly interested TA in her junior level journalism class. 

Looking at Jonathan in his robe and naughty expression, she knew he would be the one teacher she was certain to be hot for. 

ii. It didn’t seem wise to Jonathan to put Jennifer in a classroom with a bunch of college athletes.  She was so prim in her co-ed outfit and backpack, but he had the luscious curves of a grown woman. She was well beyond the dreams of the boys in this school and he knew it.

Because a woman like her had been well beyond his own dreams when he was their age. 

He’d hoped to get a little one-on-one advanced learning in the bed of his suite, but Jennifer refused to take the bait.