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I hate to be having to do this but anything helps— I’m struggling to come up with the funds for my top surgery and I would greatly appreciate any sort of help from anyone.
For big donations I’ll give you any commission of your choice!
I just really need some help. I can feel my mental state is deteriorating by the day.
Anything helps!
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blakeblueboi · 4 days
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Chapter 3 is posted!!!
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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Minerva McGonagall, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Original Cat Character(s), Ministry of Magic Employees (Harry Potter), Portrait Severus Snape, House-Elves (Harry Potter), Rubeus Hagrid, Crookshanks (Harry Potter) Additional Tags: Animagus Harry Potter, Animagus Draco Malfoy, Enemies to Lovers, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Supportive Hermione Granger, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Summary:
Potter’s fur rusted in the sun’s gaze and burned with such a rich dark flame that Draco feared that it might come to life and devour him.
He’d let it, if that’s what Harry wanted.
He’d let it. Even if it meant drowning in the sun.
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blakeblueboi · 9 days
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blakeblueboi · 12 days
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Chapter 2 is posted!!!
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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Minerva McGonagall, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Original Cat Character(s), Ministry of Magic Employees (Harry Potter), Portrait Severus Snape, House-Elves (Harry Potter), Rubeus Hagrid, Crookshanks (Harry Potter) Additional Tags: Animagus Harry Potter, Animagus Draco Malfoy, Enemies to Lovers, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Supportive Hermione Granger, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Summary:
Potter’s fur rusted in the sun’s gaze and burned with such a rich dark flame that Draco feared that it might come to life and devour him.
He’d let it, if that’s what Harry wanted.
He’d let it. Even if it meant drowning in the sun.
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blakeblueboi · 17 days
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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Minerva McGonagall, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Original Cat Character(s), Ministry of Magic Employees (Harry Potter), Portrait Severus Snape, House-Elves (Harry Potter), Rubeus Hagrid, Crookshanks (Harry Potter) Additional Tags: Animagus Harry Potter, Animagus Draco Malfoy, Enemies to Lovers, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Supportive Hermione Granger, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Summary:
Potter's fur rusted in the sun's gaze and burned with such a rich dark flame that Draco feared that it might come to life and devour him.
He'd let it, if that's what Harry wanted.
He'd let it. Even if it meant drowning in the sun.
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blakeblueboi · 17 days
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A little snip bit of what I've been working on lately :)
Hermione’s hands moved to his ears and her fingers started to move in something like little circles at the base of them, before a great rumbling burst from his chest. The bees broke free of his ribcage and were now buzzing around in his throat.  “Harry!” Hermione giggled as she continued that absolutely amazing thing she was doing with her thumbs. He could hardly think with how good it felt and the rumbling grew louder. The bees led a headstrong assault and monopolized his mouth as he felt it open just a hair, letting out that loud buzzing even more so. It dipped and rolled along with his breathing and oh, was it relaxing. Harry felt his head tilt to the side into Hermione’s hands and the constant baritone rumble grew louder.  “Blimey, Harry,” Ron snickered somewhere closer to his other side. He hadn’t dared open his eyes yet to pinpoint exactly where though— too afraid that that sharpness would reenter his skull with a vengeance if he did. “You sound like an irritated Flobberworm, mate,” Ron joked even if it didn’t sound like he was joking.   “Or a lawn mower,” Hermione added helpfully.  “What’s a lawn mower?” Ron asked and only gained a particularly long eye roll from the girl beside him.  Harry didn’t give two flying graphorns what he sounded like, just as long as Hermione kept doing that with her fingers along his ears. It occurred to Harry later that he had been purring, very loudly as that, but he didn’t care. Not one bit.
from How to Drown in the Sun, a work in progress Drarry fanfiction
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blakeblueboi · 19 days
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me writing the worst paragraph of my life knowing that a sexier, more hydrated version of me will fix it later
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Harry “I’m not jealous” Potter
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blakeblueboi · 1 month
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Fixed the quality and saw u forgot a panel whoops!!
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Happy (Late) Valentine's Day!!!
Draco: Potter, we agreed no gifts- Harry: I know! I know, I just- Harry: I know we said no gifts, Draco- but I was thinking about this past year and- and well, I never thought that we'd be well- we'd be- Harry: Us- you know? I know we just started seeing eachother and it's new, like you said, but isn't that reason enough? Harry: Reason enough to celebrate that it is so new? Harry: Before this year I thought that wasn't remotely a chance for us- I see now that I was wrong Harry: I was so wrong about so many things- and I hope that can at least- Harry: Make yo for that- even if it as last week that you even let me start using your first name and - -Inaudiable Harry- esque rambling- Draco: Do you ever shut up? Harry: Wha- mmph!!
The corridor rang with newfound silence as Potter's voice was abruptly swallowed in the matter of a second. Draco's ears were so unused to the lack of incessant rambling that they became muffled in shock.
The kiss, in the loosest sense of the definition, only lasted a few moments before Draco leaned back away from Potter's slightly parted ones he had seized midsentence. His grip on his tie only tightened however as Draco fixed the gaping Gryffindor with a hard glare.
Or at least he tried to. The look in Potter's eyes stole away any sort of insult or rebuttal from Draco's throat.
Stormy grey met electric green and in an instant Draco realized his mistake.
That had been their first kiss.
Their first kiss.
Draco had only wanted to shut the blubbering git and not only had he kissed Potter for the first time-- on Valentine's day no doubt-- but in the middle of the 7th floor corridor. Potter had dragged him up there without explanation, now obviously for gift giving but it was no less a public space.
Draco could feel eyes on him at all sides, from all directions even if he couldn't see or discern who exactly was there watching them.
Heat crawled up Draco's face like a creeping Acromanchula complete with pinprick of little fangs over his cheeks and down his neck. He was no better than a beet red third year as he stood there under with still silently shocked Potter's everlasting gaze. A gaze that under normal circumstances he would have preened under.
Draco's body acted on its own. With a flourish of quick and familiar magic his body bent and shifted until his pink paws plopped onto the cold cobblestone floor. With a scramble Draco bolted from the hallway, luckily with the pretty red ribbon that was wrapped around the box secured in his teeth.
The sound of Potter's voice calling after him fell on deaf ears as Draco's let his swift feline body carry him as far away as possible. As quickly as possible.
"Do you think he'll wear it?"
Harry had been a mess. So much so that he would rather take a hundred Bat Boogy hexes from Ginny back in fifth year than be in the predicament he was in at the moment.
"Harry, mate, you're starting to sound like a second year--" Ron told him indignantly from beside him with a clean chicken leg in his fist.
"Ron, I don't think you're helping--" Hermione scolded him from her spot across from them over her N.E.W.T.S level charms textbook and a half eaten dollop of strawberry pudding.
"No offense, but we are talking about Malfoy- the git is probably trying to decide which bedazzled silver trash can he's going to chunk it in- OW!!" Hermione swatted Ron over the head with her new closed charms textbook.
"Ronald, honestly you could at least try to be a little supportive for your best friend! You're making it worse!!" She hissed with a hard glare across the table at her boyfriend.
It was, indeed, making Harry's mood that much worse. He hadn't seen Draco all day since he gave him his Valentine's gift and he was starting to really believe he had botched their entire relationship. It wasn't enough that he had gotten Draco a gift when Draco had specifically told him that they were absolutely not getting each other gifts on what he described as a pathetic excuse for a holiday, but he'd gotten him something that was most definitely going to make it that much worse.
A glance over at the Slytherin table only threw his mood into the gutter when he saw Draco's usual spot empty. It wasn't like he couldn't have run after him that morning. He definitely could have. Especially in his larger, nimbler animgus form. But the thought only dug up memories of sixth year and a certain third floor bathroom. Even if the confrontation wouldn't have gone exactly like that now of course, it still kept Harry rooted to the cobblestones as he watched the white cat sprint away.
The loud swing of the Great Hall's massive doors didn't even rouse Harry to look up. He'd fallen for that trick too many times this evening to know that he wouldn't see a shock of white-blonde hair and pretty stormy grey eyes enter through it.
"Harry--" Hermione's voice whispered to him from across the table.
Harry hardly heard her over the uproar from the Slytherin table. Namely around a certain now occupied spot behind him.
"Bloody hell, Harry- did you really get that slimy git that? That must have cost a fortune!"
Ron'd words were drowned out by the sight of Draco Malfoy proudly, practically glowing with a self-satisfied smile on his beautiful face. His eyes twinkled with the light of the ever-burning candles above them and the pink glitter below that decorated every house table. His cheeks were a soft pink as Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, and Theodore Nott all gawked at him.
Or namely at what was clasped around his neck.
A silver necklace was visible above his tie and glittered in the light. It was made up of dazzling white and clear gemstones that shone various colors depending on the wearer's mood and the light around them like a prism. It was absolutely stunning, especially with the pink and rose red they were emitting onto Draco's perfectly pale skin. Harry had enlisted Hermione's help with making sure that the necklace would expand and shrink whenever Draco was in either of his forms.
Aside from what it was made out of-- it was truly a necklace but the length of it could have made it something else entirely.
That something else being a collar.
Stormy grey finally met Harry's green across the table and Draco's cheeks flamed with an instant and uncontrollable blush. A small smile was exchanged between them and words that went unsaid passed through their gazes.
Harry turned and that smile grew into a big grin despite a groan from Ron and another swat of her book on his head from Hermione.
Maybe Harry hadn't mucked things up that badly that Valentine's Day.
Fin.
WOw this took way longer than I thought it would lol
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blakeblueboi · 1 month
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Happy (Late) Valentine's Day!!!
Draco: Potter, we agreed no gifts- Harry: I know! I know, I just- Harry: I know we said no gifts, Draco- but I was thinking about this past year and- and well, I never thought that we'd be well- we'd be- Harry: Us- you know? I know we just started seeing eachother and it's new, like you said, but isn't that reason enough? Harry: Reason enough to celebrate that it is so new? Harry: Before this year I thought that wasn't remotely a chance for us- I see now that I was wrong Harry: I was so wrong about so many things- and I hope that can at least- Harry: Make yo for that- even if it as last week that you even let me start using your first name and - -Inaudiable Harry- esque rambling- Draco: Do you ever shut up? Harry: Wha- mmph!!
The corridor rang with newfound silence as Potter's voice was abruptly swallowed in the matter of a second. Draco's ears were so unused to the lack of incessant rambling that they became muffled in shock.
The kiss, in the loosest sense of the definition, only lasted a few moments before Draco leaned back away from Potter's slightly parted ones he had seized midsentence. His grip on his tie only tightened however as Draco fixed the gaping Gryffindor with a hard glare.
Or at least he tried to. The look in Potter's eyes stole away any sort of insult or rebuttal from Draco's throat.
Stormy grey met electric green and in an instant Draco realized his mistake.
That had been their first kiss.
Their first kiss.
Draco had only wanted to shut the blubbering git and not only had he kissed Potter for the first time-- on Valentine's day no doubt-- but in the middle of the 7th floor corridor. Potter had dragged him up there without explanation, now obviously for gift giving but it was no less a public space.
Draco could feel eyes on him at all sides, from all directions even if he couldn't see or discern who exactly was there watching them.
Heat crawled up Draco's face like a creeping Acromanchula complete with pinprick of little fangs over his cheeks and down his neck. He was no better than a beet red third year as he stood there under with still silently shocked Potter's everlasting gaze. A gaze that under normal circumstances he would have preened under.
Draco's body acted on its own. With a flourish of quick and familiar magic his body bent and shifted until his pink paws plopped onto the cold cobblestone floor. With a scramble Draco bolted from the hallway, luckily with the pretty red ribbon that was wrapped around the box secured in his teeth.
The sound of Potter's voice calling after him fell on deaf ears as Draco's let his swift feline body carry him as far away as possible. As quickly as possible.
"Do you think he'll wear it?"
Harry had been a mess. So much so that he would rather take a hundred Bat Boogy hexes from Ginny back in fifth year than be in the predicament he was in at the moment.
"Harry, mate, you're starting to sound like a second year--" Ron told him indignantly from beside him with a clean chicken leg in his fist.
"Ron, I don't think you're helping--" Hermione scolded him from her spot across from them over her N.E.W.T.S level charms textbook and a half eaten dollop of strawberry pudding.
"No offense, but we are talking about Malfoy- the git is probably trying to decide which bedazzled silver trash can he's going to chunk it in- OW!!" Hermione swatted Ron over the head with her new closed charms textbook.
"Ronald, honestly you could at least try to be a little supportive for your best friend! You're making it worse!!" She hissed with a hard glare across the table at her boyfriend.
It was, indeed, making Harry's mood that much worse. He hadn't seen Draco all day since he gave him his Valentine's gift and he was starting to really believe he had botched their entire relationship. It wasn't enough that he had gotten Draco a gift when Draco had specifically told him that they were absolutely not getting each other gifts on what he described as a pathetic excuse for a holiday, but he'd gotten him something that was most definitely going to make it that much worse.
A glance over at the Slytherin table only threw his mood into the gutter when he saw Draco's usual spot empty. It wasn't like he couldn't have run after him that morning. He definitely could have. Especially in his larger, nimbler animgus form. But the thought only dug up memories of sixth year and a certain third floor bathroom. Even if the confrontation wouldn't have gone exactly like that now of course, it still kept Harry rooted to the cobblestones as he watched the white cat sprint away.
The loud swing of the Great Hall's massive doors didn't even rouse Harry to look up. He'd fallen for that trick too many times this evening to know that he wouldn't see a shock of white-blonde hair and pretty stormy grey eyes enter through it.
"Harry--" Hermione's voice whispered to him from across the table.
Harry hardly heard her over the uproar from the Slytherin table. Namely around a certain now occupied spot behind him.
"Bloody hell, Harry- did you really get that slimy git that? That must have cost a fortune!"
Ron'd words were drowned out by the sight of Draco Malfoy proudly, practically glowing with a self-satisfied smile on his beautiful face. His eyes twinkled with the light of the ever-burning candles above them and the pink glitter below that decorated every house table. His cheeks were a soft pink as Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, and Theodore Nott all gawked at him.
Or namely at what was clasped around his neck.
A silver necklace was visible above his tie and glittered in the light. It was made up of dazzling white and clear gemstones that shone various colors depending on the wearer's mood and the light around them like a prism. It was absolutely stunning, especially with the pink and rose red they were emitting onto Draco's perfectly pale skin. Harry had enlisted Hermione's help with making sure that the necklace would expand and shrink whenever Draco was in either of his forms.
Aside from what it was made out of-- it was truly a necklace but the length of it could have made it something else entirely.
That something else being a collar.
Stormy grey finally met Harry's green across the table and Draco's cheeks flamed with an instant and uncontrollable blush. A small smile was exchanged between them and words that went unsaid passed through their gazes.
Harry turned and that smile grew into a big grin despite a groan from Ron and another swat of her book on his head from Hermione.
Maybe Harry hadn't mucked things up that badly that Valentine's Day.
Fin.
WOw this took way longer than I thought it would lol
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Some silly Cat animagi doodles!!
Draco’s favorite person to pester in cat form is Ron and Harry has to often keep Ron from hexing him
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blakeblueboi · 2 months
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The sitchie being bullying Harry and the impies being his big fat crush on one (1) Harry Potter
Please this was so funny in my head
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Kitty Cuddles
I just now saw that I forgot Harry's glasses oh my god whoopsss
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A snicker escaped Potter's lips. Did cats even have lips? He'd been a cat animagi for the better part of the school year and Draco couldn't answer that question with any confidence.
Scarhead's, well, head tilted down in such a hulking way that his unkept mane hung from his neck and shoulders and Draco could vaguely scent the shampoo that the Gryffindor used in his few and far between bipedal bathing rituals. It took all Draco had not to bat at him.
Draco himself was a normal sized feline thank you very much! He was perfectly ordinary! Which could not be said about Potter beside him. He was at least twice his size with a big head to match that ego of his and a mane not unlike his house's mascot. To be honest Draco was surprised he hadn't recognized him after a few of their unfortunate instances in the hallway. He still had scabs from when Potter had bit him last on his ankle. Draco had half the mind to return the favor and right now it did sound more than appealing.
"Even as a cat you scowl the same, Malfoy" Potter breathed and his face moved in a way that could have been a smirk. If cats could smirk.
Any retort that Draco had ready to fire back died at the back of his throat. Potter's words shouldn't have stumped him. They shouldn't have made his throat thick. They shouldn't have created a nagging, gnawing sensation at the back of his head.
But they did.
Potter knew how he scowled. Could recognize it on his feline face. It shouldn't have caught him off guard so thoroughly. Because of course Potter knew how he scowled! Draco himself had seen to it that that was the only face Potter had seen him make in his direction since first year. Back when things were simple and their back and forth had been just that. Things were different now. Now that the war was over. Now that their back and forth had yet again become simple.
And it had been great! Draco had relished in their brisk encounters. It hadn't felt any different than it used to despite everything they'd gone through.
This was different though.
It felt different and Draco couldn't pinpoint how.
The feeling cemented itself in the furthest recesses of his mind and clung there. His tail thumped the stone floor rapidly beside him and Draco pretended to be very interested in a beetle that was crawling passed them nearby.
There was one thing he did know about cats though.
Cats couldn't blush.
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Cat Animagi Au
Purely self-indulgent- I simply wanted to draw some kitties and honestly, I feel like this could be hilarious so here's some head canons I thought of while drawing this ---->
Harry
Harry was not at all expecting to be a cat Animagus. He fully expected to be a stag like his father or some sort of dog like Sirius was. The last thing he expected was to be a cat, and a very large one at that.
Harry became an animagus in eighth year.
Professor McGonagall was thrilled that she was no longer the only cat Animagus at Hogwarts. She personally saw to it that Harry was registered as an animagus at the Ministry.
Hermione often finds Harry curled up in the common room on the windowsill.
Ron is convinced that Harry is some sort of "titan" cat due to his humungous size but Hermione speculates that he's some sort of maine coon or Norwegian forest cat.
He is very much a void in the darkness and has scared the piss out of Ron, Seamus, and Dean many times.
However, his animagus status is kept quiet from anyone other than his housemates. The other houses now recognize his animagus form and give him weird or outlandish nicknames. They're mostly to do with either the faint glasses markings around his eyes or his larger than normal size.
Harry takes advantage of his smaller size to sneak around the castle during the night.
He has taken pleasure by nipping Draco's heels in the hallway between classes.
Draco
Draco, on the other hand, was hoping his animagus form was anything but a ferret. Every since that incident in the courtyard with Professor Moody he has loathed the creatures.
His mother predicted he could have been an exotic bird and for a while he was fond of the idea until he realized he would have to molt feathers every year.
The first time he transformed Pansy gushed over him and promised to purchase him one of those pretty necklaces that she's seen muggles give their cats. Draco had to explain to her how that was, infact, not a necklace, but a collar. Blaise would not shut up about giving Draco a collar for the next month.
Draco takes pride in his appearance and that does not stop when he's in his animagus form. He's always very sleek and shiny without a hair out of place. His tail is by far his favorite feature with how it looks like a fancy feather when he walks.
He's yet to register with the Ministry as an animagus.
He can often be found infront of the fire in the Slytherin Common room curled up on a silk pillow.
Draco hates the black smudge on his right foreleg that imitated the dark mark on his arm. Even as a simple cat he can't escape the choices he made in the past. He's tried ripping the fur out there but found that the skin underneath was also just as black. He had a mind to dye it but that idea quickly went out of the window for a multitude of reasons. One being he did not have opposable thumbs.
Draco and Harry
When Draco stumbled upon Harry in his animagus form it was completely by accident. At first Draco was afraid that the Chosen one would somehow recognize him but was surprised to find a gentle hand passing over his head and spine. It was the weirdest experience he has ever had.
Draco took to following Harry around the castle on weekends convinced that Harry was none the wiser about who he was. It was nice. Of course when Ron and Hermione weren't around. WHen they were Ron teased Harry about gaining a follower, as if he did have those already, and Hermione studied him as if he was one of the massive tomes she carried around. He was half convinced that she had figured him out long ago, but just hadn't said anything for some unknown reason.
Draco met Harry finally in the other's animagus form while stalking the halls late at night. A quick glance and Draco was petrified by two glowing green eyes in the darkness and it took everything in him not to flee down the hallway.
It took awhile for the two to get along in their animagus forms and on several occasions had to be broken up by Professor McGonagall who during several of those occasions was in her animagus form as well.
After a while, Harry and Draco slowly form a weird routine of walking the halls at night. They bond quite well during their time together.
Harry at some point joins the gag about getting Draco a fancy collar. Draco is surprised that it doesn't seem like that bad of an idea when coming from Harry.
Draco teases Harry about how even as a cat his furr is still just as messy as his hair is in human form.
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