Seven Years After The Break-up.

they better accept each other's invitation, right? | also on ao3.

a little offering after being inactive for some time. happy new year, everyone!

🍐 if you could make one character real, who would it be

&

🌊 a kink you would like to write draw but you think you’d be judged

for the ask game!

Dear @emsuemsu,

1. Drarry was, as usual, the first thing that crossed my mind. But then, I started thinking about this character I'd love to bring to life—Kamaji from Spirited Away, who ever so casually gave away his tickets (to gain freedom) to Chihiro (as if he hadn’t kept them for 40 years!) I remember painting him for a project in an idyllic meadow, a deliberate departure from his confined boiler room. I wanted to see him free, at last.

2. This one got me thinking. I haven’t tried drawing anything related to this yet, but I think con-non con is something I’d want to explore in an art form, but, yeah..

Thanks a bunch for throwing this question my way, Emmi!

Got Me Started (E, 8.5k)

Fic by me, art by @itsphantasmagoria

I collab-ed with Itsphantasmagoria to write something for the lovely @kk1smet.

Tags:

Forced Proximity, Auror Partners (Harry and Draco), Touch-Starved Harry Potter, Eccentric Draco Malfoy, POV Harry Potter, Undercover, Sex Club, Praise Kink, Claustrophobia, Corset, Draco Malfoy in Denial, Explicit Sexual Content, Grinding, Mirror Sex, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Switching, Porn with Plot, Hand Jobs, Jealousy

Summary:

Malfoy said in a rush, “I don’t care about you.” “Uh, same?” was the only response Harry could come up with. Or: An unexpected partnership leads Harry and Draco to a sex club in Berlin. Harry doesn't quite know what to do with himself.

Read here!

friendly reminder that Harry Potter

at eleven, was described by his teachers as ‘bright’

at the same age, according to the Sorting Hat: “Not a bad mind, either. There’s talent, oh my goodness, yes” and “You could be great, you know, it’s all here in your head”

mastered the challenging Patronus Charm at thirteen and proceeded to teach it at fifteen

resisted the Imperius Curse at fourteen and soon learned to throw it off completely, even when cast by the incredibly powerful Voldemort

also at fourteen, learned to cast a powerful Accio Charm

at fifteen, was training other students

at the same age, under extreme stress, tested as ‘exceeds expectations’ or ‘outstanding’ in every subject that required actual magic (including the dreaded Potions)

same age, cast a briefly effective Cruciatus Curse

at sixteen, became a star Potions student simply by following superior instructions

at seventeen, successfully cast the Imperius Curse on his first try, and used it repeatedly

at the same age, cast a successful Cruciatus Curse

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If Draco had lingered a moment more... he would have caught Potter looking back.

Drawing a scene from Draco and Harry's wedding. Tried doing a more realistic style, working on my digital painting skills. Took so long, but I'm pretty proud of this!

“I’ve always thought your height came from your messy hair, Potter."

"Pity your wit disappeared along with your hair, Malfoy."

From my previous post, and more of that headcanon below:

Months after the war, their rivalry had somewhat softened, evolving into almost-amicable banter and mischief. Once, the Great Hall burst into laughter as two ball-shaped heads wandered the castle. This was a punishment from McGonagall during Transfigurations class, when Harry's misfired spell hit Draco's head, prompting swift retaliation. Surprisingly, Draco kept his buzzcut the next morning, and some days more.

Later, as a couple, Harry would sometimes wake up to see Draco's near-perfect oval head and feel a pang of longing for his platinum-blonde locks. They had always framed his face perfectly, but Harry loved this no less: the feel of his hands over Draco's prickly scalp, the change in the planes of his head, and the barely noticeable ridge from a scar on his temple.

When Draco woke, he’d always tell Harry why he shaved his hair. Sometimes though, Draco would keep to himself, lost in thought as he smooths a nonexistent strand over his ear. During these moments, Harry would find himself reaching for a muggle razor in their bathroom, and then returning to their kitchen with uneven patches. He’d always done a poor job, and Draco would mock him mercilessly before fixing it, a small grin forming on his lips.

“I’m still taller.”

“Only if you tell me what’s on your mind.”

“Fine.”

New drarry fic: on the cards

Hi friends, happy new year! I wrote a little fic that I’m excited to share. The biggest thank you to @wolfpants for being the best beta I could ask for, for your patience, and for sharing your wisdom, britpicking and generally being wonderful. You made this story so much better! And thank you to @crazybutgood for all the love and cheering and spag. You're the best! I love you both a normal amount. 🤍

Rating: Explicit WC: 6k Summary: "Destiny's Veil, where destinies unfold, this is Draco speaking. How may I guide you on your journey tonight?" "Er, hi… Draco. It's, um, Harry. Harry Potter." "What a pleasant surprise. How can Destiny's Veil illuminate your path tonight?" — Draco reads tarot cards on national television. Harry is obsessed.

A story of finding love and being brave about it.

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