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hi hello. welcome to me! this is a fandom sideblog—primarily drarry.
recent work:
heirlooms (drarry, rated E, 45k words, complete) counterclaim (drarry, rated E, 6k words, oneshot)
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other stuff:
come visit on ao3 for a full list of past sins
disclaimer:
i'm vehemently against jkr and her politics. if you're able, please join me in boycotting the purchase of harry potter IP and donating to mermaids to fight for trans rights in the uk
hello. for fun in the tags i would like to know: your favourite song with a womans name in the title. your favourite song with a colour in the title. your favourite song with an animal in the title. your favourite song with a country OR city in the title.
Lomochrome color ‘92 Sun-kissed
9k words, explicit
“Draco." Harry caught him dull and quick around the wrist. He squeezed. He didn’t think, the feeling came off his tongue whole. “You’re not threatening to sue Hermione because I didn’t call you back?” “Fuck you,” Malfoy spat, face pink. Not pretty. A hasty, hungry rash slapped on in a rush. Harry dropped his wrist. It wasn’t about how he looked, at all. The acid in his tone tolled like a bell. Clear, true. The words—I didn’t know you were so sensitive—dented Harry’s tongue and he swallowed them down immediately. He did know. Of course he knew—Draco Malfoy was much more milk than porcelain: easy to ripple, to spill. It was new, dizzying information to understand that he cared. That he noticed if Harry didn’t.
can never escape the tropes 🛀
Still life - Teija Lehto , 2023
Finnish, b. 1965 -
Woodcut, 83 x 53 cm.
If you have Spotify reblog this and tag what your number one song on your “on repeat” playlist is.
the worst is wanting to create and create and create but being trapped in a body that is so so so so tired
6th year what if.....
potter & malfoy
Albert Camus, Lyrical and Critical Essays
