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Rottendiary
@rottenxdiary.bsky.social
Unhinged fanfic enthusiast, occasional writer with half-finished ideas, and mind living in the gutter.

https://archiveofourown.org/users/rottendiary/works
I can’t even spell I’m so frazzled. Praise you 🙏 the lords work
November 5, 2025 at 2:59 PM
God that smirk! And those sock garters are doing something to me good fod
November 5, 2025 at 2:57 PM
The sword tattoo I’m salivating
August 22, 2025 at 11:36 PM
You know that locket looooved hearing good boy 🫠
August 8, 2025 at 4:12 PM
ME, BRAIN DEAD AS USUAL
July 25, 2025 at 11:29 PM
Ohhhhhh I’m a happy girl (not as happy as Hermione though mwuahahaha)
July 14, 2025 at 10:38 PM
My brain just exploded 🤯
July 10, 2025 at 2:55 PM
Screaming crying throwing up it’s delicious…..

But in am seriousness may your pillow always be plush and cold. You spoil us 🙏🏻
June 18, 2025 at 3:03 PM
Why isn’t light speed travel a thing? Quite rude actually
February 9, 2025 at 10:59 PM
🫠🫠
February 4, 2025 at 6:29 AM
You and me both 🤣
January 27, 2025 at 3:01 PM

He licked a wet stripe up her thighs before rising to his full height again to rest his weight against her back. With a deft lift of her skirt, he pushed himself inside her to the hilt.

She sighed, the lion inside purring with satisfaction.
January 27, 2025 at 3:53 AM
“Only me, Minister?”

She knew he wouldn’t touch her until she obeyed. She may be the lion presiding over the wizarding world, but she loved being trapped in her serpent’s greedy clutches.

“Only you,” she surrendered, her senses tickling with needy anticipation.
January 27, 2025 at 3:53 AM
“I’ll ask you again, you brat. Who do you belong to?” Draco asked again, still caging her between his lithe limbs, dropping to his knees to ghoste his breath along the back of her bare thighs.

She groaned as she considered her punishment for bucking herself against his mouth without permission.
January 27, 2025 at 3:53 AM
Hermione felt his ringed fingers tear her stockings, baring her flesh to the frigid air in her impressively decorated office.

“Minister Granger, you know the rules.”

She whined, stomping her stiletto’s sharp heel, narrowly missing the toe of his expensive dragonhide brogues.
January 27, 2025 at 3:53 AM
The ideas just started churning….
January 26, 2025 at 3:45 PM
I love this 😭😭😭
November 28, 2024 at 4:03 PM
Not me thinking, “what if edge is the palette cleanser” 💀
November 28, 2024 at 6:35 AM
🙄🙄🙄🙄
November 28, 2024 at 6:34 AM
I felt this to my bones
November 28, 2024 at 6:33 AM