#hadncchoice

[blaesus]

❝   we   looked  at  each  other  a  little  too  long  to  just  be  friends.   ❞

💛  for  a  moodboard  about  our  muses’  relationship

ft.  @hadncchoice

#draco malfoy #blaise zabini #draise #draco x blaise #hadncchoice #i mean i love them ok #and its a little shippy but thats only bECAUSE BLAISE CARES ABOUT DRACO ALOT AND WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR HIM #🐍 ░ ( * STORIES CAN BE TOLD IN THE MOST STRANGEST WAY. & / MEME PROMPTS. ) #🐍 ░ ( * TWO BROS CHILLIN’ IN THE SLYTHERIN COMMON ROOM FIVE FEET APART ‘CAUSE THEY’RE NOT GAY & / BLAISE & DRACO. #I need to come up with a tag for your draco gobs

[aparecium-muses]

Starter for both @hadncchoice and @sinisteraugurey for babey delphi and Draco respectfully.

The last time Harry saw Draco Malfoy was for his trials, then after that it's as if the blond disappeared from the magical world. There use to be a time where Harry would scour the news for Malfoy's face and read the articles. Taking most, if not all, with a grain of salt. He felt pity for his old rival, in some ways they had been one and the same, just on different sides of the war. It had taken him a few therapy sessions and some long thinking to get to that conclusion though. After that life had seemed to sweep him away, he saw less and less of Malfoy on the news until he didn't see anything at all. Life for Harry after had been- normal, hectic but normal. (as normal as child solider could ever feel) He went back to school due to Hermione's nagging but once he graduated he felt lost. Everyone was telling him what they wanted him to be and he didn't want to do any of it. He didn't know what he wanted to do, but he knew he was tired of being their poster boy.

Was it surprising to any of them when he would disappear for days on end? He'd rather wander the streets of London then to stay in the wizarding world where he was bombarded by letters, fans, and the like. They treated him like a god, a being that could do no wrong when he knew well enough he had done so much wrong. That was why, in that moment when he heard that voice, a voice he hadn't heard in three years, he moved towards, it curiosity burning his insides. He sounded tired, yet fond, a tone of voice he couldn't remember Malfoy ever using.

Harry's brows furrowed pensively, following the sound and peeking around a corner he spotted Malfoy with a child of all things. His frown deepened, how did he get a child? Who even slept with Malfoy in the first place!?! He was pulling out his invisibility cloak, draping it around himself, before he fully realized what he was doing, then with spelled quiet footsteps he started to move closer to the pair. The actions were familiar. He didn't even find it in himself to question why he was following Draco Malfoy again. As he drew closer he could spy the happy baby's face. A bright smile on the toddler's lips, pale blond hair similar to Malfoy's own ruffled, giggling while pulling her father's own hair. She was full of life, vibrant in the face of the other man's exhaustion and Harry felt a pang in his chest...

#hadncchoice #sinisteraugurey #Harry Verse; Post War: My body was bruised and I was set alight 🦁

[omenbroughta]

#19   →  a kiss on the side of the neck    //  @hadncchoice

his  palms  press  flat  against  her  cold  +  clammy  skin,     holding  her  too-small  body  close  to  his.    of  all  the  places  she’s  been  in  this  world,    this  is,  unquestionably,  her  favorite.    here,  she  is  home.   here,  she  is  safe  from  the  disease  ravaging  her  body    ---  if  only  for  a  little  while. 

the  softest  melody  surrounds  them,    enveloping  their  swaying  bodies  in  the  sweetest  embrace.    the  tune  is  familiar:    the  first  song  they  ever  danced  to,   back  when  they  were  just  kids  falling  in  love.   before  scorpius,  before  the  revelation  of  that  cruel  curse,   before  she  even  realized  how  captivated  she  would  be  by  this  beautiful  man  with  eyes  that  manage  to  peer  deep  into  her  soul. 

a  trembling  hand  settles  at  the  back  of  his  head    ( she’s always trembling now,  yet another sign her body has betrayed her ),    and  she  whispers  the  lyrics  against  the  shell  of  his  ear,    voice  raspy  and  too  low.    the  end  is  near  now,   and  deep  down,   they  both  know  it.    his  shirt  hangs  loosely  from  her  frame;    skin  hallowed-out  and  pale.    she  hasn’t  left  their  room  in  months,   and  she  sleeps  more  often  than  not.   even  now,   it’s  his  arms  holding  her  up;   his  arms  giving  her  strength.     all  signs  that,    yes,    this  disease  will  soon  take  her  from  the  two  men  she  loves. 

the  curse  has  stolen  so  much  from  her    ----  moments  of  her  son’s  childhood;   a  lifetime  of  love  at  draco’s  side  ----    but  she  won’t,   can’t,   let  it  steal  this  moment  with  him:     swaying  slowly,   so  slowly,    in  the  room  they  call  their  own. 

his  lips  brush  against  the  curve  of  her  neck,    feather-light  and  so  sweet.   just  like  the  first  night  they  danced.    she  breathes  a  shaky  sigh,   eyes  squeezing  closed  against  the  tears  welling  within  her.    merlin,  she  loves  this  man.   merlin,  she’d  give  up  the  whole  damn  world  if  it  meant  staying  just  a  little  longer  with  him. 

❛       i  love  you,  draco.          ❜       whispered  softly  against  his  ear,    the  words  he  deserves  to  spend  the  rest  of  his  life  hearing.    her  heart  breaks  under  the  weight  of  her  own  grief,   and  for  the  grief  of  their  young  son.   but  most  of  all,  it  breaks  for  him.    

head  dips  a  little  lower  to  press  chapped  lips  against  his  jaw,    as  if  hoping  to  sear  her  touch  into  every  inch  of  his  beautiful,  beautiful  skin.      ❛       when  i’m  gone,    i  want  you  to  look  at  our  son  and  see  the  pieces  of  me  in  him.     I  want  you  to  look  at  him  and  know  that  i  loved  you  with  everything  i  had.        ❜   

it’s  not  supposed  to  be  this  way,    whispers  the  voice  of  betrayal  in  her  mind.    she  shoves  it  aside,    a  single  tear  slipping  down  her  cheek  as  the  music  continues  to  play.       ❛       most  of  all,     i  want  you  to  promise  me . . .     promise  you’ll  never  stop  dancing.         ❜  

#how long do you guys think it'll take gobs to message me screaming ? #i'm not gonna lie: I played myself with this one. I am actually crying. I did this to myself #I COULDNT EVEN USE AN ICON BECAUSE IM TOO SAD TO GO SEARCHING #muse: astoria g. #drastoria #writing: astoria g. #hadncchoice

[youthblamed-a]

       how do you sleep at the end of the day        when you close your eyes        all you see is his face                                                                                                   ( porches — rangerover )

            /                    ☁            draco + levi ft. @hadncchoice                ☁

#hadncchoice #( i've been thinking abt making this all week ) #( just like..... love the shared plant hoe aesthetic always ) #( and also imagining them hidden away during a thunderstorm or something ah ) #( hope u like it ) #☁ 002. ––––––– aesthetic. › the forest is a quiet place if only the best birds sing. #☁ 005. ––––––– draco. › ( hadncchoice ) you got me on a cliff’s edge; where i belong.

[scarfwere]

Isaac: The ghosts of a thousand centaurs are making me hot.

Draco: [ scoff ] What doesn't make you hot?

Isaac: Alcoholic and abusive fathers.

#⟨ 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙬𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙨. ⟩ ── crack . #⟨ 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. ⟩ ── draco malfoy . #hadncchoice #:)

[gonpleiga]

@hadncchoice gets a starter

there’s no denying now that winter is nearly here, with the air crisp and chilled and biting at her cheeks. echo takes a deep inhale of it, letting the cold open her lungs while her boots crunch the dried leaves and frozen puddles along the path to hogsmeade. it’s nice to be away from the castle for a few hours. it’s even nicer that the group in front of them is easily forty paces away and laughing, lost in their own enjoyment of the day while she walks alongside draco, alone.

“ my parents arranged a meeting with calder selwyn over the holiday break, “ she tells him, tongue running along the inside of her teeth. “ wrote me about eighteen inches worth of reminders on proper conduct to go with their invitation. ”

#hadncchoice #v | hp au #i'm not even gonna try with icons for this lmao

[herbaelogist]

                  “I can’t believe it,” Neville breathed, hands grasping the front gate of the Malfoy manor as he peered through the bars at all the beautiful, bright flora that now covered the once-barren and dark grounds of the house. “This— This can’t be real.”

         He’d heard rumors that Draco Malfoy had taken up an interest in plants and healing magic and that he’d finally gave the Malfoy Manor “the damned makeover that eyesore needed” as one of his customers had thoughtfully put it, but he hadn’t believed it.  Not until he saw it, anyway. Like a kid in a candy store, Neville’s bright eyes widened the size of moons as he took in the scenery.  Much to his delight, there was a patch of cobra lilies growing nearby.  One was in need of pruning and it flicked its tongue at Neville as if to say, aren’t you going to fix this?

          It was enough to put the apothecarist into motion.  He wedged his arm through the bars of the gate, finger tips just barely grasping the shriveling leave attached to the lily.  With a slight pinch, the leaf is removed. The cobra lily looks pleased.  Neville smiles in return and begins to pull his arm free— Only he can’t. Alas, he’s gotten his arm stuck between the narrow bars.  

          And to make matters worse, footsteps approached.

@hadncchoice​

#hadncchoice #v; plant man #accept my nosy ass son

[malfoyinfidus]

@hadncchoice​ whined: father can you please cover up. i have been scarred for life in just about every way possible now.

sorry, son.  can’t hear you.  going for a swim. 

#i'MMM #hadncchoice #CRACK.

[grawpish]

❝  you  ready  for  saturday,  malfoy?  ❞   because  cormac  can’t  wait  to  whoop  his  damn  ass.

ft  @hadncchoice​

#it can be for quidditch or whatever you want??? #i mean if its quidditch #it will have to be for the one match that cormac actually plays lMAO #hadncchoice

[doctordonovan-a]

closed starter for @hadncchoice

SO… IS THIS HIM?    it  hasn’t  been  long  since  her  return  to  the  wizarding  world,    the  overwhelming  oddity  of  being  away  from  the  muggle  community.   how long  has  it  been  since  she  was  here?    regardless  of  her  talent  with  spells,    science  was  her  first  love,   the  normalcy  of  a  world  with  only  the  simplest  of  magics  was  intoxicating    -    freeing,   to  not  have  so  much  control  over  every  moment.    to  live  simply  as  a  human,    only  based  on  her  intelligence.    that  backfired  with  the  grace  of  fireworks  all  the  same  //  maeve  has  the  scar  to  prove  it.

she  smiles  all  the  same,    standing  up  when  he  enters  the  room,    perfectly  on  time.    ❝  mister  malfoy?  ❞    the  american  waves  lightly   (better  than  a  handshake,    she’s  never  been  able  to  stand  contact  with  strangers).    ❝  maeve  donovan,    pleasure.    hope  it’s  alright  I’m  early    -    never  been  good  at  being  late.  ❞

#hadncchoice #𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗘: // closed starters #𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗣𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥: // a very ordinary individual after all #𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗘: // queue

[connectere]

''𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧.''

ｉｎｄｅｐｅｎｄｅｎｔ  ｓｃｏｒｐｉｕｓ， ｄｒａｃｏ  ＆＆  ａｓｔｏｒｉａ 

ａｄｏｒｅｄ ｂｙ  ａｎａ， ｇｏｂｓ  ＆＆  ｒｅａｇａｎ

#im sorry but i am a simp for this family lmao #even if this promo isn't the best lmao i have a migrane #hadncchoice #wovenlies #harry potter rp #hp rp #wizarding world rp #x . ‹ self promo › ✨

[sectumsemprince]

a happy birthday for pseudo son @hadncchoice​ !!

there’s something to be said about people who stay in your life forever, in one way or another. Draco had always been a large part of his life, and with the hype of birthdays in youth, Severus had always at least tried to do something for the blond boy when his birthday rolled around. not that he was big into celebrations personally, but to a child it was always something to be excited about -- even as a teenager, it was something that tended to be exciting. another year older, but Severus would argue in jest that he was certainly not another year wiser.  “ Draco. ”

he’s pulled the boy aside with a simple tilt of his head in motion to follow, not needing to guide him, into his office away from prying eyes. because Merlin forbid anyone see him be a decent and kind human being.  “ over there, ”  he points toward his desk lazily before standing off the side, hugging his robe to his chest with arms crossed.  “ didn’t think i’d forget, did you. ”   a cupcake; just a single one. with a little candle not even lit, but it’s the thought that counts, isn’t that right?

#hadncchoice #vtbt. #( i just needed some wholesome content alright #heaven forbid he come across as a decent human being #while he holds his robe like a suburban middle aged mom does her cardigan )

[aparecium-muses]

@hadncchoice Plotted Starter From Harry

Malfoy was doing it again. Making out with some random guy while he was trying to enjoy the party. The pair sat in the corner easily ignored by everyone else but him. Harry's left scowling at his drink and wondering why he even came to this pathetic attempt of interhouse bonding.

"Harry where you even listening to me," Hermione asks, a tired sigh in the tone of her voice where she already knew the answer. And that's how he was reminded of why he was doing this. His eyes had unknowingly glazed over, causing him to blink a few times to see Hermione sending him a worried look, and Ron grimacing having looked where he had been looking. "Fucking hell it's like Malfoy is a succubus. What is this the fifth-"

"Tenth," Harry cut Ron off startling the redhead. "This is the tenth time he's done this."

"Mate, you've been counting," Ron asks quizzically, brows furrowed.

Before he's forced to answer Hermione butts in. "Harry I told you to just ignore him!" It almost sounded like she was pleading with him but it makes the scowl on his face darken.

Ron snorts, "as if that could happen- Malfoy's an annoying twat it's like trying to ignore a doxy."

Malfoy and- was that Mclaggen?? Where leaving, the blond dragging the other Gryffindor away. He swears for a second- no he fucking knows Malfoy just winked at him making him see red for a moment. He stepped forward, having set his drink on a table and threw his bag on his shoulder to follow the pair when he's stopped.

"Harry James Potter don't you dare go after Draco," Hermione threatens, voice a low aggravated hiss as her fingers curl into his robe.

"Lay off mione, the weasel more then deserves it. He's got no shame, doing all of that while little kids are around! If Harry wants to beat the piss out of Malfoy let him, maybe it'll teach him a lesson."

"A lesson," Hermione gasped, scandalized, "Ronald Weasley do you even hear yourself! You sound- just like- like a brute!"

Ron rolled his eyes, "yeah, yeah what else don't you call me?"

That simple action seemed to make something inside Hermione snap. Her hair seemed to puff up, sparks on the edge of her fingertips having let him go in favor of facing Ron. The moment was a quick one, a blink and you would miss it but when Hermione had grabbed her bag to drag her wand out, Ron had sent him a wink of his own and a silent, 'get going' before he turned on his heel and ran. With an angry shout, she followed quickly behind him throwing her bag over her shoulder. Ron lead her in the other direction, opposite of where Draco had disappeared with his conquest...

"God speed Ron," Harry murmured to himself sending the redhead a short salute, not that Ron would see it but it's the thought that counts. With everything said and done, he yanked the invisibility cloak out from his bag pulling it around his shoulders before covering his face. He followed after Draco, listening to his voice echo down the hallway as it murmured seemingly sweet nothings to- to whoever he convinced to shag him. A sickening feeling overcame him as he follows them down halls until they reach a less populated part of the castle. Turning the corner he catches his breath, Cormac's hands were mapping out Malfoy's body yet he swears Malfoy is looking straight at him even though he knows he's invisible. His lips part in a moan, soft and sweet, yet his actions are bossy as he tells Cormac what to do. Pink lips mouthing over Cormac's neck- He couldn't stand watching this anymore, he couldn't stay still, his hands shook, rage welling up in his throat. Suddenly it's as if he couldn't see anything else but Cormac and Draco pressed up against the wall and pawing at each other. The pair were so intertwined with each other that they didn't seem to notice as Harry threw off his invisibility cloak. At least Cormac didn't seem to notice but he swore he saw Draco watching him, passively acknowledging him as he stomped over. Cormac barely had time to react, eyes only widening for a split second as Harry yanked him off of Draco, rearing his fist back before punching him straight in the eye with a resounding crack.

Cormac was sent sprawling onto the floor, the only sounds now Harry's own heavy breathing, footsteps echoing down the hall as he moved to stand above Cormac, listening to the other boys' pained wheeze. First, the sleaze bag bothered Hermione, made her uncomfortable and now he's been playing with Malfoy?

"You can't get away with this Potter- You can't use your fame to do whatever the fuck you want," Cormac spat, hand cupping his eye the single brown eye glaring up at him. "I'm going to tell-" Harry cuts him off voice low, and soft, contrast to the fury alight in his eyes, "who will believe you Mclaggen?" The silence that follows is tense, Harry's eyes never leaving Cormac's own as he takes controlled breaths. His voice drops an octave. "What will you tell them? That I stopped you from blowing Malfoy in the hall? What would Professor McGonagall think if I told her that?"

Cormac's face twisted, a blood vessel on his forehead popping out, grinding his teeth yet he stayed silent. He knew Harry was right.

"Get out of here Mclaggen," he finally hissed watching as the boy scrambled to his feet and did just that. Harry then slowly, turned towards Draco, his full attention onto the blond. His pupils were blown wide, wild taking in the disheveled look, kiss swollen lips, wrinkled shirt, and crooked tie. He took one step forward, then another, until finally, he fell into the spot that Comic had been. "Really Malfoy, in the hallways," he whispered hands having snapped out pinning him to the stone wall. "Where anyone can see you? That's bad form, even for you." He's heaving, trying to catch his breath as he stares up at Malfoy. Something about the look in his eyes, how Draco's lips part as he breaths in send warmth traveling south. Suddenly he's desperate to know what those lips feel like against his own, how his body feels like against his own. He's pressing his chest against Draco's feeling like he’s burning up, a wildfire alighting in his veins as he pulls him down into a kiss. It's messy, insistent and demanding as he searching for more, a shocked moan leaving him from the contact, the hair on his arms standing on end, and a shiver going down his spine.

#hadncchoice #Harry Verse; School: And the grass was so green against my new clothes 🦁

[omenbroughta]

once  astoria  realizes  the  blood  curse  will  inevitably  kill  her,   she  becomes  obsessed  with  providing  scorpius  with  experiences.    she  can’t  take  him  to  see  the  world  because  she’s  too  sick  /  there’s  too  much  of  a  risk,   so  she  turns  malfoy  manor  into  the  most  extravagant  wonderland  for  every  season,  event,  or  holiday.    during  the  fall,  you’re  likely  to  find  an  overabundance  of  pumpkins.    the  entire  house  smells  like  hints  of  fall,  and  she  requests  that  cider  remains  constantly  on  tap.    at  christmas,   the  manor  transforms  into  a  winter  wonderland,  complete  with  snowmen  outside  and  lavish  decor  within.    as  an  enneagram  two,   she  gives  gifts  like  no  other,   and  every  ounce  of  that  energy  is  poured  into  picking  the  most  perfect  +  heartfelt  gifts  for  each  of  her  boys.    in  her  mind,   she  wants  to  take  every  ounce  of  warmth  +  love  held  within  her  soul  and  make  it  explode  throughout  their  home,   so  her  boys  can  carry  these  memories  with  them  long  after  her  death.

#and that's what you missed on today's episode of ' reagan has emotions abt astoria ' #muse: astoria g. #headcanons: astoria g. #hadncchoice

[blaesus]

... this is what blaise has to put up with 24/7.and then people wonder why he’s so mean to everyone else. it’s because he can’t cope with dealing with anyone else, can’t be social with anyone else. he has to save all of his energy for draco.

#its canon #hadncchoice #drcomalfy #im crying #actually crying #becausedraco is too needy #🐍 ░ ( * TWO BROS CHILLIN’ IN THE SLYTHERIN COMMON ROOM FIVE FEET APART ‘CAUSE THEY’RE NOT GAY. & / BLAISE & DRACO. #🐍 ░ ( * SERPENTI PER GLI AMICI. & / THE ONES HE HOLDS DEAREST. )

[malfoyinfidus]

@hadncchoice​ whined: Can you believe saint pottah! With his stupid scar and his stupid broom! How dare he turn down /my/ friendship!

it’s been... the 400th time lucius has heard that over christmas break.  next year, he’s leaving draco at hogwarts and taking narcissa to france.  “so you’ve said.”  lucius’ eye twitches, and he considers before filling his glass once more.  “have you tried buying his friendship?  i’m sure we can give him... something that will make you shut up about it.”  he’s trying.  bless.

#hadncchoice #CRACK. #lucius vc: draco you are the reason i drink