Some Things Had Been Shaved Off

“Give me a nice thing,” Harry said that night.

Draco blinked up at him, sleepy and lazy, like a lizard in the warm. “This is the happiest I’ve ever been,” he said.” - Nice Things, aideomai

Here’s a little gift for everyone here ♡ I’d like to think that often, Draco would stop, pause, and think, it’s a sheer wonder that they get to be together like this.

before I desided to draw smth with naruto I was drawing a little series with drarry and porn hands, there’re my fav pics from it, maybe I’ll finish it lateeeer

Random writing thought: the best stories are often the ones that only you could have written — but also the ones that you could only write at this one moment.

I couldn't write All the Birds in the Sky from scratch now if I tried. But the me of 2013 couldn't have written The Prodigal Mother either.

chicken scratch

i have a few more unconstructive things to add to the conversation and then i'll leave

Split second moment before Harry realizes the most attractive cabin crew he’s ever seen is Draco sodding Malfoy, aka his former college nemesis.

Mu first take on a muggle au with Cabin crew!Draco Malfoy and Passenger!Harry Potter.

For: @daddiesdrarryy, @valoale, @plotty, @rhetorical-conscience, and everyone who reblogged and looked forward to this ♡

I started rewatching Grey’s Anatomy for the millionth time and I let my intrusive thoughts win once again so anyone up for a surgeon!Draco?

People I want to get to know better

Honored to have been tagged by two of the artists I admire a normal amount: @littlewinnow (hope you have a wonderful time with the new sketchbook!) & @valoale (here's to a great time in Scotland and photographs!)

Last song: Lost In Space - Lighthouse Family (currently jamming to maesterchill's shuffle list)

Favourite color: Neutral and earth tones

Last film/ show: Friends

Sweet/savory/spicy: Spicy, then savory (sweet... can't stand much)

Relationship status: Single

Last thing I googled: Frotcot because I saw it on @pl0tty's tags and I'm not sure what that is... (enlighten me)

Current obsession: Procreate brushes that'll feel and work better for me along the way, and also, sleep. 6-8 hours of restful sleep.

Last book: I think it's Little Women by Louisa May Alcott, or The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (a constant in my life).

Looking forward to: There's an upcoming art fair near us, and I hope me and my friend can visit (if our work schedule allows, hopefully!) + the Haikyuu!! Final, which I think should be a series and not a movie because dear lord those last few chapters in the manga are gold and I gotta see 'em in flesh!

Hi, I am tagging @basiatlu, @getawayfox, @andithiel, @undyingpeculiarity, & @rey-sterling! (Only if you want to / please disregard if you've been tagged!) ♥︎

holy grail

WIP Snip

Ok so i have mostly finished the long WIP I've been working on for nearly three years. In fact, I'm most of the way through editing the whole thing (all 240k) with only two short scenes left to write. So happy to finally be here! Here's a quick snip of a Hermione POV scene where Draco is helping Harry snd Hermione to escape and she needs to injure him so he looks as though he fought them... it makes sense in-universe i swear.

Draco was still too close to Harry, but Hermione went over to him anyway, arranged him carefully in the dim light so she could be sure that she wouldn’t cause any permanent damage. 

“Hold still,” she instructed him, and raised her wand hand. Draco flinched, then flushed. 

“Sorry,” he said. “I know I’m not very brave about this sort of thing.  I don’t like being at the wrong end of anyone’s wand. Anyway, go on. I’m ready now.”

“Here, let me,” Harry offered, and pushed past Hermione gently. Draco didn’t flinch when Harry lifted his wand, she noticed with irritation, just shook his hair back and smiled brightly. 

“Hello again,” he said to Harry cheerfully, and Harry rolled his eyes fondly and cast with ruthless precision, a vicious Diffindo that tore right through the stupid gauzy shirt Draco was wearing, and opened him up, shallow but nasty-looking, across the meatiest part of his chest, far from any dangerous areas, and then hit him with a quick Incutio that was going to give him a whopper of a shiner. Even weak like this, Harry was terrifying.

“Fucking… ow!” Draco rubbed at his cheekbone resentfully. “Warn a fellow, next time.”

And then from outside they heard the distant rattle of gravel, some angry-sounding voices, and it was all horribly real again. Hermione doused the Lumos instantly, blinking into the blackness, suddenly and newly furious with Harry and his stupid infatuation.

Even now they were whispering to each other, and as her eyes adjusted she could see that Draco had Harry’s face between his hands, and Harry was kissing him, first Draco's mouth and then the palm of each hand, like there was nothing more important in the world.