FORGET ABOUT SMUT. PLEASE I AM TIRED OF IT. I NEED ANGST. I NEED GUT WRENCHING EMOTIONAL TURMOIL THAT MAKES ME SICK TO MY STOMACH. I NEED TO BAWL JUST FROM THINKING ABOUT IT.
"It felt like a dream, but I know I was happy." 🥀
A headcanon of mine where Draco realizes, amidst the destruction, being a death eater doesn't have to be his future.
a sketch of dramione, my current fixation ASFHSAFAHFASF i've been obsessed reading dhr fanfics since last year. pulled me out of my reading slump. maybe i'll fully render something for them one day. for now, enjoy what i can offer lol
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please please please please reblog if you’re a writer and have at some point felt like your writing is getting worse. I need to know if I’m the only one who’s struggling with these thoughts
This was the song that I listened to (on repeat) while writing Day 274 of Not The Same River, Not The Same Man (4k, M.)
The mudblood scar was faded and familiar upon her skin. A new word had been freshly etched alongside it: whore.
The one shot is available to read in AO3 now.
“Under The Aurora”
This is my art for this year’s dhr Advent Calendar. Sized for a phone screensaver in case you want to use it 😁. Once again, thank you all for nominating me this year.
Me @ my cat.
i found you in this lifetime and i’ll find you in the next. consider this a warning