#so hold still because there will be more drarry fics around here
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I’m back with a follow up to last year’s Valentine's Day reclist, featuring a whole new cast and crew of Drarry writers, artists, reccers, and fans!
Once again, the question was: ‘what one or two fics, or scenes, or quotes, represent peak Drarry romance to you?’ and to make things even harder, no duplicates from last year were allowed. I’m absolutely thrilled yet again with the vast range of fics chosen, many of which I wasn’t familiar with myself, and would urge all of you romantics to check them out!
Featuring answers from academicdisasterfic, babooshkart, bluebutter-art, booktopus, caroll-in, cavendishbutterfly, citrusses, crazybutgood, emmalovesdilemmas, epitomereally, geesenoises, getawayfox, ghaniblue, gryffindorhearts, kbrick, lettersbyelise, makeitp1nk, moonflower-rose, mxlfoydraco, oknowkiss, sleepstxtic, sorrybutblog, wolfpants
Like last time, those fics which did come up more than once are in red, and I let people have more than two, or poly fics, or art if they wanted because I’m still a softie!
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@academicdisasterfic
💗Running on Air by @tinyhistory (T, 75k)
It's easy to lust after someone, to match their face to a missed heartbeat or a sharp intake of breath. It's easy to say, I want them because of the colour of their eyes, the lines of their body. It's something else entirely to say, I want them because of the way they rest their hands on a steering wheel, the way they gaze out a window, the way they say my name.
💗Relic Radiation by @tackytigerfic (M, 1k)
The screen blinked red around the edges, a countdown, and Draco leaned in even closer and said, “I mean literally. I’m on your side of the planet right now. And I’m coming back down soon, remember. I mean, I have to. But I would anyway. Just hold on for me?”
@babooshkart
💗Polar Night/Midnight Sun by toomuchplor (E, 54k)
“You drive me mad, Potter, you –”
It’s mutual, Harry thinks gladly, tearing at Draco’s flies. He feels mad, like an idiot, like a reckless thoughtless – but here’s the mindless joy of Draco’s mouth on his, and Harry falls into it, falls and falls until he forgets he’s falling, and stops wondering if he’ll ever land.
@bluebutter-art
💗Dear Stranger by @iero0 (T, 23k)
“I want you to hold me,” Draco says, and adds, “I want to hold you,” because he doesn’t know which one is truer. It starts like a hug Draco would see between mates. But Potter clings to him and rests his head on Draco’s shoulder. He has never realised that the other man is a few centimetres shorter than him, but Draco can comfortably nestle his face in Potter’s hair, redolent of cedarwood and vanilla, and urge his face closer to his neck until he feels Potter’s nose and his stubble not against his robe but against his skin. These broad shoulders that appear so unyielding melt to Draco’s touch.
(also just every time Harry writes "I hope you had a reason to smile today" in his letters to Draco)
@thebooktopus
💗Glowing by @cavendishbutterfly (T, 9.7k)
“It’s been so good with you,” Draco said. “It’s been easy. I don’t have to think about it around you, I can just be.”
💗Develop, Stop and Fix by @onbeinganangel (E, 15k)
It’s the face that surprises Draco the most, not one he’s ever seen in the mirror. It’s a soft expression, half surprise, half adoration, a small shy smile playing at his lips. Draco might have been in love even then, if that face is anything to go by.
@caroll-in
💗Preserving Lemons by @saintgarbanzo, with art by @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm (E, 17k)
Harry takes Draco's hand. "I don't know. I liked the way you cared for me. You showed up and you just wanted what I have to offer. I don't have to be anything else for you."
@cavendishbutterfly
💗the way you make me glow by @softlystarstruck (M, 11k)
“Mate,” Ron says. Harry turns to them, finding their clear blue gaze already on him. “I don’t think anyone could care about Draco better than you do.”
Wrong, Harry signs out of shock, his cheeks flushing with heat. Ron shakes their head emphatically, their glowing halo wobbling in its Suspension charm. “And I don’t think anyone else could care for you the way that Draco does.” Harry drops his hands, at a loss for any words, whether spoken or signed.
💗Quick as a Flash of Lightning, Unhurried as Eternity by onbeinganangel, with art by @babooshkart (E, 10k)
Right in that moment, this is everything Harry has ever wanted. Draco is, in bed, the same he is with Other Harry in every other way. Gentle, full of praise. His hand grabs a hip — firmly, but his thumb never stops rubbing the skin under, he runs his hand through Other Harry’s hair — passionately, but he bends down to press a kiss to his temple as he does.
@citrusses
💗The Four Doors by @fluxweeed (E, 49k)
“I can’t believe we just did that.” Malfoy’s voice was awed.
“I know,” Harry agreed fervently. “I never thought you would actually – It feels like I’ve been wanting it forever.”
At that, Malfoy let out a snort of laughter. “It’s been a few weeks, you said?”
“But I can only remember five and a half months,” Harry countered. “So, percentage-wise, that’s a good chunk.” “Even percentage-wise, it’s still no contest.”
Malfoy’s eyes glittered. “Finally, I’ve beaten you at something.”
💗9 ½ Days by @magpiefngrl (E, 70k)
Draco’s hair flew in the wind. His robes flapped, as green as the young barley. ‘I’ll survive. I know how to do that. I’ll do anything to have more time with you. One day.’
‘I’ll burn the world down if I have to,’ Harry said.
A sad smile. ‘I know you would.’
@crazybutgood
💗A Kind of Dwell and Welcome by @rainbees (T, 22k)
(the whole fic, for poetic writing and great feels and Austen vibes)
@emmalovesdilemmas
💗The Seventh Life by @corvuscrowned (E, 18k)
“I love you,” Harry said quietly. He said it more like a realization than a confession, like he was surprised by it, like he wanted to taste the words. “I love you more than anything else this life could offer.”
Draco believed that Harry believed it. Draco pulled him into a slow, lazy kiss, indulgently long and exploratory and sweet. It wasn’t the fucking he had missed the most — it was these kisses, the way they fit so perfectly together. It was Harry’s arms around him. It was the quiet of the night, and those slow, peaceful breaths, and that heartbeat behind any chest Draco could find it in.
💗Eager for the Sky by oknowkiss (M, 35k)
“We were chopping veg for dinner one day and he told me that when my mum was pregnant my dad would cut her fruit, every day, whatever she wanted. He’d have Sirius running halfway across London — because they were stuck in Godric’s Hollow, you remember I told you — and then whatever Sirius brought, my dad would cut it into little pieces, and he’d arrange it on a plate and bring it to her.”
Potter sighed, finally looking up. “Sirius said it was the only time in my dad’s life he was ever careful,” Potter swallowed thickly. “He wanted her to have all the best parts.”
“Harry—” Draco tried.
“I didn’t ask you if you wanted this,” Potter said, looking away again, pulling Draco forward with the downward cast of his eyes. “I just wanted—I wanted to say—and you’d never had it—I thought—”
“Harry—”
“I’m not saying I’m like, in love with you, or anything,” Potter said, all in a rush, his cheeks gone red.
“Merlin, no,” Draco agreed.
@epitomereally
💗Code Name L by GallaPlacidia (32k, download here)
“Did you know that most figs have dead wasps inside them? Something to do with the wasps pollinating them, crawling inside them, and dying. The fig digests the wasp body, then we eat the figs. I really fucking hate wasps. I really fucking love figs. I don’t think, like, “I love every part of this fig except for the dead wasp.” The dead wasp was, in fact, a necessary part of making the fig. It’s completely part of the fig. And I love the fig completely.”
💗Take the Moon by tackytigerfic (M, 15k)
"Draco.” He slid his hand across the trolley handle so it met Draco’s on the other side, their little fingers nudging on the plastic. “No matter what, no matter where, I want you with me. How did you never notice that?”
and
“Babies should grow up knowing how loved they are,” Harry said, feeling wretched. “That’s the only thing that matters, that they know they’re loved. But with you, I’m greedy. I’m selfish, Draco. I want you to love me back so badly that I can actually feel it in my body. It's like, the way I want you could take me over and I wouldn’t even care. I thought that you must know, that everyone must see it in me. I never imagined that you didn't realise."
@geesenoises
💗A Bottomless Well by @teledild0nix (E, 10k)
"I think I'm feeling it," Draco says foolishly when he's shaken off the distraction of exactly how marvellously pond-coloured Harry's eyes are.
"Me too," Harry leans in and kisses him. It's lovely, and Draco thinks he might live in this kiss, the stove at his back and Harry pressed to his front, cupping one still cold hand to his cheek, the back of his head, whispering cool fingertips against the back of his neck. But Harry draws back, and Draco realises with sudden clarity that there's a well of this contentment, this joy and affection he feels are drawn up from a well inside him with no bottom. However much he draws up, there'll always be more when he wants it.
@getawayfox
💗Make This Leap by @oflights (M, 118k)
💗if you've changed your mind by warmfoothills (E, 20k)
💗Paper Rings by lettersbyelise (E, 50k)
💗Finely Drawn Lines by @the-sinking-ship (E, 42k)
@ghaniblue
💗Licurici by @lou-isfake (Drarry x Charlie, E, 133k)
Harry had fallen asleep between them, as usual, his limbs tangled up in them like roots, his breath soft and warm on Charlie’s skin.
💗Foundations by saras_girl (E, 236k)
Harry doesn’t even mind that Draco always acts like he’s just decided to casually drop in ‘on his way back’ from St Mungo’s every Saturday, even though they both know perfectly well that Grimmauld Place is no more ‘on the way’ to Wiltshire than Edinburgh is on the way to Venezuela.
He knows exactly what it means, incorporating Draco into his outside-of-work routines, and it feels scary and risky and warm and just like it fits. He also thinks he knows better than to push Draco into any sort of overt declaration of intention, and it’s OK, because he’ll be here, Harry knows he will.
💗Away Childish Things by @letteredlettered (T, 154k)
"[...]I loved you—all through it. Do you understand? I loved all of you.”
@gryffindorhearts
💗Salt and Sauce by onbeinganangel (T, 3k)
“That’s you. I think… I hope I got it right,” he says. There is really no way Harry got it right, but Draco flips the lid open and… stares.
@kbrick
💗More Than That by joosetta (E, 11k)
“Do you love me too?” Potter asked.
It dawned on Draco then that Potter might not actually know, that he might have been as lost and confused about the whole thing as Draco had been. Potter who had described how love was just a story with a drawn out ending, who sometimes looked at Draco like he knew exactly what he was thinking. It hadn’t occurred to Draco.
“Of course I do, you enormous prat,” Draco said, feeling his face heat up and his throat tighten. He wasn’t just sad, and he wasn’t just happy, he was in a kind of ecstasy in between that. “I don’t know how you qualify to teach children when you’re so dense.”
@lettersbyelise
💗Stop All The Clocks (This Is the Last Time I'm Leaving Without You) by firethesound (E, 45k)
“Potter,” Draco sighed. He finished spreading jam on the piece of toast and handed it to Harry, then licked a smudge of jam from between his thumb and index finger. “You know, when you love someone you should always cut their toast in triangles.”
Harry frowned at him. “Triangles? But what’s that got to do with…” He trailed off and looked down at the toast in his hand. “You… But you’ve always cut my toast in triangles.” He couldn’t remember a time when Draco hadn’t.
“And I’ve always loved you,” Draco said simply. “You’re it for me, Potter.”
💗A Private Reason For This by @femmequixotic (E, 92k)
“For nearly half a year, they’d fought and fucked and fought again until, in the middle of a night of blindingly intense coupling that’s left Draco shaky and light as a feather, he’d been a complete idiot and whispered those words he’d been thinking into Potter’s ear as he came.”
💗so rest your weary heart with me by bluebutter-art (M, art)
it takes a storytelling master to express the depth of Harry and Draco’s connection without writing a word. The support and solace they find in each other after the war, panel after pitch-perfect panel, will warm your heart and make you fall in love with those two all over again.
@makeitp1nk
💗Our Little Life by tackytigerfic (M, 7.3k)
“Henri,” Malfoy said, and the concerned little crease between his eyes deepened as he looked down at Harry. “Myne owne hertis rote,” Malfoy said quietly, and real-Harry didn’t know how he understood, but he did—and in that one suspended dream moment, he was so glad to be able to understand, and he wanted Malfoy to say it all again, so badly—and he smiled at Malfoy, almost unable to help himself, real-Harry dimly horrified at himself for it but dream-Harry just allowing himself to do it, and enjoying it.
💗knead, then let rise by softlystarstruck (T, 7.2k)
“I’m telling you that I try to make everyone believe I can handle anything.” Turning to face Harry, Draco’s mouth is impossibly close and his sunhat throws Harry’s face into shade, a moment of shared respite. “I’m telling you that no one else has taken me to the sea, and no one else has made me a dark chocolate cake from scratch for my birthday, and I’ve never had someone who wanted to make bread with me before, and–” Draco breaks off, twisting his mouth fitfully but holding Harry’s gaze. “I’m telling you I’m rather delicate, all things considered, and I don’t know what exactly you’re doing to me but it isn’t fair.”
💗Let Me Count The Ways by booktopus (E, 3.6k)
Harry’s love is in his actions.
@moonflower-rose
💗Is This Love? by @phdmama (E, 3.9k)
“Harry’s smile is full with everything he’s feeling, and it’s all right there on his face, but he still sounds tentative as he says, “You make me feel loved.”
“Well,” Draco swallows and his voice cracks on the words he’s never said before.“That’s probably because I love you,” and then Harry kisses him again.”
@mxlfoydraco
💗A Sword Laid Aside by @korlaena (E, 128k)
Draco is floating and high on Harry’s happiness, and he wonders if Harry even notices that with a single expression he so easily and exquisitely destroys Draco. He wonders if Harry can hear the thunderous heartbeat pounding in his chest, heralding Draco’s downfall.
and
Draco had always imagined that it would be some dazzling, sweeping emotion that would overtake him and make him see fireworks when he fell in love, but he’s surprised to find how the feeling is more like a small flame catching the edge of a page and slowly but surely spreading to every corner until there’s no part that hasn’t been enveloped in it.
@oknowkiss
💗heavyweights by warmfoothills (E, 29k)
“What now?” Potter doesn’t look worried, his gaze level as it meets Draco’s, a flash of something odd, too happy and young in his eyes. Draco has no clue. Short term, they should probably get off the rooftop before Draco’s fingers go completely numb. Long term, he should probably start calling Potter by his first name. The idea of it doesn’t really make his stomach twist uncomfortably anymore.
He shrugs, the movement of it made lopsided by the way Potter is pressed so closely against his left side. He doesn’t tell Potter that he might be in love with him, but he thinks maybe Potter gets that something has once again shifted and settled between them, hopefully for the last time. For now it feels ok to just stay here for a bit, Draco’s home spread out below him. Maybe sort of pressed right next to him as well.
@sleepstxtic
💗Contretemps by moonflower-rose (T, 8k)
(This one is so light and funny and such an effortlessly lovely read. I love all the works of this author, and was lucky enough to be able to gift them a fic for Erised myself. This one has to be my favourite fic of theirs, though. Just, such a delight.)
💗Tapestry by kbrick (E, 91k)
(This is a *masterpiece*. I still haven't gotten it together long enough to give this fic the comment it deserves BUT it was such a stunning, unputdownable read and I recommend it as a must-read to everyone.)
💗Game... Set... Malfoy by nanneramma (M, 2k)
(Might be biased because this one was a gift for me but IT'S SO GOOD and I really do feel like it's one of those underrated, hidden gem type fics. It's Draco and Harry playing tennis and it's *hilarious* and so wonderfully written and I just love it so, so much.)
💗Strangeness and Charm by feelsforbreakfast (E, 46k)
(This is an old one but it's AMAZING. I have no words, just one of those ethereal, dreamy classics.)
💗In the Company of Serpents by @corvuscrowned (E, 25k)
(Another *incredible* fic by corvus. Such a unique concept and the prose is so soft and flowy and pretty. An instant fav of mine.)
@sorrybutblog
💗The July Tree by oknowkiss (E, 51k)
“I love you,” Draco repeated.
“Oh,” Harry said. His eyes had gone wide as saucers.
“Aren’t you going to say it back?” Draco asked, trying not to wince at how needy it sounded.
“I—I’m just—yeah,” Harry said. He shook his head. “Sorry, yes. I love you,” he said. He was smiling and sniffling and sort of huffing out laughs, looking totally deranged, as he said again, “I love you. I love you so much. I’m like, really angry about it, actually.”
“Not angrier than I am, I assure you. I can’t believe you’ve made me love you so fast,” Draco said, wiping the tears off Harry’s cheeks with his thumbs, which he then dried on the stupid sweatshirt. “This is the worst thing you’ve ever done to me.”
💗Such Great Heights by aideomai (E, 93k)
"I'll try," Harry said, shocked into honesty in the early hours of the morning. "Okay? I'Il try. For you," and Draco let out a shivery little breath and pressed himself in closer against Harry's body, like they could fold into each other and into the shadow and just stay like this forever.
"You drive me crazy," Malfoy mumbled again. "You always have."
"I know," Harry said. "I know. Come on," and they went upstairs together, slow and tired, pressing into every corner they found to kiss.
@wolfpants
💗Countdown to a Life by tackytigerfic (E, 3.5k)
(I think this fic is absolutely phenomenal - I go back and read it often. It leaves me breathless every time, an absolute masterclass in Drarry friends to lovers perfection. Every emotion just leaps off the page. It's a very short fic but by the end I feel like I know them fully.)
💗Yours Truly by @skeptiquewrites (M, 15k)
(God how I love this fic. It gets to the very core of what I love about Drarry - epic romance that's still so tender and perfectly characterised. Just lush.)
#drarry#valentines recs#ss recs#what a list#what a fandom#this took forever as tumblr kept glitching#the banner flower is weirdly meat-like but i really can't change it now#anyway hope it doesn't creep anyone out
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End of year wrap up
I am so super late to this, but I’ve done this in the last few years and I think it’s a nice tradition to look back at the accomplishments I’ve achieved. 2022 was a very bleak year writing wise, and I’m happy to say that I’ve slowly started to get my mojo back a bit. My AO3 wordcount for 2023 was 36,936 words, but I’ve also posted some shorter things on tumblr, and I actually made a spreadsheet to track my progress and tally all my written words, including those that get deleted and also those not yet posted, and according to the spreadsheet I wrote 10k more. I still have a lot of WIPs hanging around in my drive, but I’ve managed to finish some of them, and I feel like I have more energy and excitement to finish some more, so, here’s hoping that 2024 will be the year that I actually end up with fewer WIPs at the end than at the beginning (something I tried back in 2020, before the world went up in flames).
Under the cut is what I published in 2023:
January
Fading in Love (locked to logged in users)
(Drarry, Explicit, 5k) I wrote this as a belated birthday present for @sassy-sassy3, it’s an 8th year secret relationship with a lil’ sprinkle of magical theory regarding the Dark Mark.
February
I decided to try a few prompts for HD Candyhearts and ended up having a lot of fun with them:
Second Date AO3 tumblr
(Drarry, Teen, 1,3k) with an insecure Draco after having spent the night with Harry.
The microfic Taste the love (for the prompt Sweet treats)
How deep is our love? AO3 tumblr
(Drarry, Teen, 762 words) featuring established Drarry bickering and absolutely ridiculous Valentine’s cards.
The secret language of flowers AO3 tumblr
(Drarry, Teen, 2k) featuring the classic tumblr post the fuck you bouquet.
Pillow
microfic with Draco being a little shit
Charm me
8th year drabble FWB/secret relationship sort of vibes.
March
Take that ride
(Drarry, Teen, 1,6k) I finally managed to write a fic idea that’s been scrambling around in my brain for ages. I wanted to create a mood and a feeling with this and I’m so happy with how it turned out.
I also wrote a short fuck or die drabble that I’m super proud of: Let me show you
June
Hold back the tide
(Drarry, Teen, 2k) Another idea that’s been with me for years that I finally got out (despite not having written the fic that preludes this).
October
Thunderstruck (locked to logged in users)
(Drarry, Explicit, 8k) My god, my beast, this fic resisted me and to top it all off I got covid right when I was about to finish it. I struggled with this so damn much, also wanting to create a vividness that doesn’t really come natural to me, but I’m so happy with how it came out in the end. Plus I got to collab with the amazing @fictional who, as usual, knocked it out of the park with her glorious art.
November
The Potter Malfoy bathroom war of 2007 (locked to logged in users)
(Drarry, Explicit, 8k) Another fic that’s been with me for some time, although “only” a year. I saw the prompt for last year’s Suds when claims had closed, so I tried to forget about it but it wouldn’t leave me. I had so much fun writing this, I love writing Harry and Draco bickering and fighting with each other when we as readers know it’s basically their form of foreplay.
December
When it’s exactly twelve o’clock that night
(Drarry, Teen, 6k) This was also a fic one year in the making. I started writing it to post on last New Year’s Eve, but I couldn’t finish it in five days (to my own astonishment), but I’m happy it got to marinate for a while because I added a scene with Scorpius that I’m very fond of.
I wasn't tagged by anyone and I'm sure people have already done this, but if this means you get another tag, consider pointing me to your own year wrap up so I can see it! @sassy-sassy3 @fictional @mystickitten42 @uncannycerulean @goblinmatriarch @phdmama @crazybutgood @dragonbornphoenix @wo2ash @rei382 @nv-md
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A series in which I ask my mutuals for fanwork recs, and then come back and tell you why I loved them. Any chance you have something to rec (the criteria are virtually non-existent)? Please, please send it on. Here is my original ask with more info.
I Was Recced:
As The Lights Lift Around Us by @zeziliazink [Drarry | M | 25.6k]
“What?” Draco said, finally looking Potter in the eye. Potter’s eyes were wide and green below his raised eyebrows. It must have been the lenses of his glasses sharpening the flecks of color in his irises, because they were almost shimmering in the light of the hundred-year old sconce on the brick wall behind Draco’s head, and oh fuck, he was still looking Potter in the eye, what the fuck, how was he supposed to get out of this, now?
In which our heroes become reacquainted in a pub, spend a whole day together that turns into night, and then...? Featuring a minor freakout (Draco), a brand new song (Harry), and affectionate exasperation (all of their friends). Will Draco figure his shit out before Harry gives up? Will Harry survive the Venomous Tentacula? Will Draco ever decide which tea he wants? Will Harry's HooTube commenters ever forgive him for falling in love?
As the Lights is a stark departure from last week's read: Open Fire by Slytherco. With tags like "musician!Harry", "flying teapots", "lots of blushing", and "lots of grinning", you might expect this fic to be super cute and fluffy--and you would be absolutely right! Zezilia gives us just enough angst in this Enemies-to-Friends-to-Lovers story to make the getting together feel genuine and believable without making us doubt for one second that these boys we love so much will end up happily together. Reading this story made me feel so warm and fuzzy that I inhaled it in a day, and I highly recommend you do so as well! In addition to the classic, very gay trope of the "24 hour date" and musician!Harry's smoldering good looks and endearing friendship with Luna (who fronts a band called Luna Lovegood and the Good Loves !!!!!), there are a couple of specific things I want to shout out about this story:
🐣 Draco Malfoy's Journey to Healing His Inner Child
Is there another person, real or fictional, who needs to heal their inner child as much as Draco Malfoy?? Arguably Harry James Potter, but when we meet him in this fic he's well on his way. I love how Zezilia skillfully peppers in all these little but significant ways that Draco is trying--consciously and subconsciously--to re-parent himself and to replace all the vicious, unkind voices that have populated his head for so long. His mirror has the voice and personality of someone's doting grandmum, for goodness' sake! But beyond that, we get to witness Draco learning how to allow himself to be earnest, to openly enjoy the things he likes, and to be a little weird! It helps that he has two of the world's best friends, Sophie and Ravi (Zezilia's OCs), to encourage and support him. Honestly, I desperately want a Sophie. It's so gratifying to watch Draco not only love himself for who he really is, but learn that other people will love his true self, too.
🧙🏻♂️ The Wonder of the Wizarding World
I adore the ways that Zezilia has woven the most magical parts of the wizarding world through this story. The way that they use magic to embellish scenes and complicate the characters lives is so delightful. Whether it's a particularly bawdy painting of a shepherd tending his flock (and other things), the most magical sounding café with Cheering Charm-infused pastries, or a magical park full of animated (and also bawdy!) statues, Zezilia doesn't hold back on the whimsy!
And a bonus: this fic is pro-Hot!Neville, and so am I. So very much.
If you read this (or have read it), let me know what you think!!
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I Was Recced As The Lights Lift Around Us by @softlystarstruck, so I read:
morning light [victuuri | G | 1.8k]
A cozy winter morning, and a new term of endearment.
Okay, so technically speaking I have read everything Bee has ever written--much of it several times--which means this was a (blissful) re-read for me. I've gushed about my favorite stories Bee has written before (starlight (the unsuccessful return of a runaway prince), to be a bit of warmth (for you), you bring me home, their kinktober 2021 collection, for starters) but I have yet to really rec this one. Since most of my mutuals will be familiar with the way Bee writes our favorite boys, Draco and Harry, I am here to implore you to dig into their Yuri!!! on Ice fics on AO3, even if you aren't familiar with the source material!
Bee takes all the tenderness, care, and intimacy which which they write their Drarry stories and carefully molds it to fit these two lovely, anxious men. What I love most about Bee's writing is that they are able to gently pick up two characters, see right to the heart of them, and then translate all their deepest desires and fears right onto the page in beautiful prose (and sometimes verse!). This means that while morning light feels undeniably "Bee" in its tone, pacing, and use of endearments, the relationship between Viktor and Yuuri is unique and so true to their characters. Viktor (off-screen) is bold and confident and commanding, while Yuuri (everywhere, all the time) is anxious, self-effacing, and unsure. In this close, intimate moment Bee manages to capture all of their facets, allows them to let their guards down, and helps them to grow even closer to one another. This fic is warm, quiet, blushy, and so, so lovely!
Thanks for sending me a recommendation!
#reading recs from friends#drarry fic#drarry fanfiction#yuri on ice#yoi fanfic#fanfiction#healing my little brain one story at a time#zeziliazink#softlystarstruck
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Daily Blog July 1, 2023
Another gorgeous day in the PNW! It really does feel like summer here now. Daughter has no Covid symptoms as of yet but is still positive. Her boyfriend is sick but only mildly. He's had it before and said last time he was out for 2 weeks and it was horrible. Fingers remained cross.
What I'm reading:
Okay, I'm in shock. I'm not reading anything at the moment besides the results for Google research I'm doing for my fic. LOL I do have a fic lined up for tonight. It will be Everybody Hates a Tourist (51K). The 2nd posting today for @hd-wireless so it's by Anon. :)
Tumblr Interesting Posts:
Today is the first day for claiming a prompt on @hd-fan-fair!
Today is the first day of posting for @hd-wireless. And oh, what an opener!!! It's Art!
Also the @hdwickedwixen has extended the deadline for pre-ordering the new Drarry Zine until July 4th!!!! So very excited to see this as I put in my order for a physical copy.
Fic Rec:
I've recced this fic before on Tumblr, but it was awhile ago and I think I might have had 20 or so followers at the time. :) So I keep saying this fic is in my top 3 and I should stop that because it's actually my favorite h/d fic. I love so many others, but this one has stuck with me since it was first posted as a gift for me back in 2008 for the first annual Creatures Fest. It could've fit right into the @lcdrarry (Lights, Camera, Drarry) fest as some of Harry's words and the title were adapted from the movie I Am Legend (2007).
We Are Legend (38K) by @vaysh11 is very far removed from standard h/d fics but holds their essence like no other. It's a dystopian AU fic, the ultimate dystopian fic, 80 years into the future. The war against Voldemort is still being fought. There's been major major losses but Flash Man carries on. Here's the summary and then I'll say a bit more: Eighty years into the future, Voldemort won. Harry Potter is a renegade wizard, Portkeying Muggles out of London to Hogwarts, last sanctuary in a Britain ruled by the Dark Lord. On a mission he encounters a powerful phoenix Animagus fighting on the Death Eaters' side. He recognises Draco Malfoy whom he thought long dead. But the differences between them are perhaps even greater than before. Enemies may become lovers, but can Harry return Draco the phoenix to humanity? And will they together be able to defeat Voldemort? This is the legend of Flash Man and the Blue Phoenix …
This fic carries a big warning of MCD. But please, oh please do not let that stop you from reading this masterpiece in writing. There's action, there's lore, there's Indian food, and birds. But most of all we have h/d in small place high above it all. Harry is our Harry. Brave and powerful but also kind. Draco is beautiful but so so hurt in the state he's in. Together they have to figure out how to end this war and for Draco finally to be at peace.
We Are Legend on AO3.
Give the author, @vaysh11, who is definitely still around lots of love. @vaysh11 continues to mod @hdowlpost...like forever. And has previously modded more hd/hp fests than you can imagine. One of those magical elves. :)
Okay, I'm off to do my writing for the night. Enjoy your Saturday or for some I think it must be Sunday.
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so i wrote a fic where uhhhh basically it boils down to drarry consensual and sexy cruciatus curse (they discover you can use occulmency to prevent yourself from being affected by certain spells) and i found some notes i made that didn't make it into the fic in this particular form because i kinda went another way but hot damn! good stuff. anyway i present them for you here below the cut (obvs unedited and shifts from notes to narrative halfway through) (cannot stress how unedited this is i literally had to add paragraph breaks)
Draco is imagining being blown by some beautiful French boy he met the summer after 8th year and in his mind's eye, he's sinking his hands into the boy's lovely black curls, and then the boy looks up and it's Potter, and suddenly the spell breaks and Harry's like oh that's interesting, you repelled the spell completely! It stung my hand how did you do that?
And Draco tells Harry they should try it with the Cruciatus curse, and he thinks about Harry on purpose that time and when Harry actually casts the curse on him, the surge of Harry's magic, it isn't exactly pain but there's a certain heat to it, a certain sharpness that tingles inside his body and prickles his skin into gooseflesh, his nipples hardening instantly to points under his robes, his cock thickening and swelling with Draco's enchanted blood, with Harry Potter's magic. The spell rakes and rakes at him, and Draco squirms and rocks as if Harry's plush mouth really is wrapped around him.
The spell breaks, and Draco comes gasping and groaning and actually hears his emission spatter onto the stone floor beneath him. He thinks he might be having some sort of fit, because there's a silvery light blazing on the other side of his clenched eyelids. He opens his eyes, and swirling around Harry is an enormous silver lion. Holy shit says Harry. Is that a Patronus? The Patronus vanishes. Fuck me, says Draco instead of any of the dozens of other, possibly more suitable remarks.
Harry doesn't hesitate, not even long enough to let Draco out of the harness. He rushes around behind Draco, and Draco feels Harry raise his robes in the back, the fabric whispering against his overstimulated skin and making him shiver. Lubricus, Harry mutters, then presses one warm, slippery finger and another briefly inside Draco and Draco sucks in a breath, then whines it out again, when Harry's hot, damp cock is bumping against him and sliding slowly inside of him. Draco clenches convulsively, though he can't quite come again and his cock is hard again or hard still, rubbing against the slimy patch in the front of his robes as Harry fucks into him. Draco grunts in rhythm with Harry's thrusts until Harry shudders and collapses against him, relying on the harness to hold both of them up.
#liddy's fic#drarry#apliddell#who was it who had the idea about draco accidentally summoning a patronus during sex?
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Day 9 (etalice)
Today’s gift is dedicated to @etalice from @andithiel ! Please click on the images for better quality and view the video for the quotes inside the book 😊:
Images’ description: in the image on the left, there’s a closed light brown origami book with a white paisley pattern. In the image on the right, the book is opened to show its pages and a green and white origami flower bookmark.
Video description: the book is flipped through to display the quotes handwritten in cursive in black ink from etalice’s fics. The quotes shown here are also typed out below the cut.
Etalice, here's Andithiel's message to you!
Etalice, I am so thankful that fandom brought us together. Our friendship is so precious to me, and it was such a delight to get to meet with you in person this summer and discover that you’re even more funny and pleasant in real life as well as on the phone. You always manage to find something nice to say about other people and the things they create, and lift others up with your thoughtful yet flailing comments. Not to mention your own brilliant writing that breaks me and mends me all at once. You have such a diverse palette (just look at all the quotes and different pairings below!) and such a distinctly unique writing voice.
I know you’ve had a tough year behind you and I hope this gift will cheer you up thanks to the always talented and kind CBG (thank you for doing this, love).
Go leave some love for Etalice on her fics on her ao3 here! Book’s quotes and corresponding fics are below the cut:
The Habit of a Foreign Sky (E, 20314) (Draco/Harry)
They walk towards the house in silence, mismatched companions (One slow, the other quick. One dark, the other light. One a wound, the other a knife.)
Touch my mouth (and hold my tongue) (E, 13183) (Draco/Harry) (tw: self-harm, heavy drinking, anxiety, infidelity (not between drarry))
But most of all, you can’t be gay because you stopped being a freak when you were eleven and a large man knocked on your door and took you away, and you promised yourself that those days were over.
Ode to the number two (T, 2408) (Pansy/Hermione)
Hermione is all sensible black flats and earth brown tweed when Pansy is sky-high heels and sequined silk. How can Hermione expect someone like Pansy to look at her twice when Pansy catches stars and sews them onto dresses and all Hermione is is boring, boring, boring.
The wolf underneath your skin (G, 2678) (Remus/Severus)
When Dumbledore asks you to come teach at Hogwarts, it punches the air straight out of your lungs. He’s there, isn’t he? You want to ask. Does he still have silk-dark hair? Does he still have tar-black eyes? Does he still have soap-soft skin? (Will he set me on fire and burn me to the ground?)
You burn me (M, 3291) (Luna/Ginny)
Ginny learns to let Luna live around her.
Close, close, close. Close as you’ll come, close you’ll let me be. Closer, even. Closer. Please.
#book 9#gifted to#etalice#from#andithiel#author appreciation origami project#cbg folds#origami#mine#fic rec#drarry#pansmione#linny#hp femslash#snupin#harry potter
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Hello!!🥰🥰
I’d like:
7. It's snowing like it's the end of the world
10. Here's to us (and what we will never be)
& 17. Oh baby, I'm doing this for you
Love you<3
Hi baby, love you too<33
Okayyyy!! It's snowing like it's the end of the world is a post-war, zombie apocalypse drarry fic. It's got 5 chapters, midlength I would say, and it's... Heavy.
We follow Harry during the zombie apocalypse and Harry has gotten separated from Ron and Hermione. He's on his own, venturing through cities trying to find his friends and just... Trying to stay alive.
Magic doesn't work like it used to. All wizarding transportation (floo, apparation etc) has been shut down, and if you try to apparate there's a good chance you'll end up getting splinched in the process. Gruesome stuff. Communication is also... Not working as it once did. During the beginning, sending a patronus to someone worked, but as time passes it stops working.
So Harry is alone. And he meets Malfoy. And they figure out that they should stay together and try to get to Hogwarts because there might be survivors there. Oh, magic also doesn't kill the zombies. It might slow them down but that's it.
Scary stuff.
Andddddd they fall in love:)
Excerpt:
When two weeks passed and there was still no word from them, Harry's heart sank as well as his hope. The neighbourhood had started to attract more biters, at least a dozen frequented around the house. At night, the sound of their relenting hissing as they tried to penetrate the wards reached Harry's ears, and he prayed each night before sleep took him that the wards would hold.
And they did until they didn't.
The floorboards out on the porch creaked around dawn. Harry jolted awake and yanked the curtains aside, only to be met with glazed, wide eyes. Harry tumbled out of the armchair, searching blindly behind him for his wand on the floor as the biter began clawing at the window.
As soon as his wand was securely in his grasp, Harry summoned his backpack from across the room and ran into the kitchen, shoving cans and bottles, knives and first aid supplies into it. In a hurry, he pushed a dresser to barricade the front door.
The hissing became louder, and soon there were biters surrounding all sides of the house. Harry sprinted up the stairs, shoved another dresser in front of the bedroom door and he disapparated to the first place he could think of; Privet Drive.
He landed in the back garden, breathing heavily as he fell to his knees. The once neat gardens were now wild and overgrown, and Harry couldn't help imagining the horror on Aunt Petunia's face if she saw it. After catching his breath, Harry entered his former home through the back.
Here's to us (and what we will never be) was supposed to be a one-shot, but will probably be a 20-40k fic instead. It's a Narcissa x Mrs Zabini fic, where Narcissa is already married to Lucius and Mrs Zabini is married to her second husband. They are best friends, and Narcissa tells her about how she's not satisfied with the life she's living. Her marriage was an arranged one, and whilst Lucius is kind to her, he does not lover her and she does not love him.
Mrs Zabini manages to convince Narcissa to come with her to Italy for a well-deserved and long-overdue vacation, and while they're in Italy, Narcissa gets a taste of what freedom looks and feels like. She realises that she will never be doing anything but settling if she returns to her life, and Mrs Zabini tells her that she should leave Lucius. Narcissa doesn't know what to do.
Mrs Zabini shows her ways of life she had never even thought about, and Narcissa quickly falls in love with her best friend. But Mrs Zabini is hungry for money and power, and does not want to settle for a simple life when she's worked her arse off to climb to the top of the social hierarchy through marriage and wealth.
I have two different endings to this fic and I have no idea which one I want to go with. Both are great in my opinion, so I'll just have to see what works best.
Excerpt:
“But I can't leave him,” Narcissa whispers shakily. “That would disgrace not only him and I but our families as well.”
“You are not responsible for your family’s reputation, Cissa. I know it's scary, but if this burdens you as much as you are letting on— if not more— then you should not stay with him. You still have money in your vault, right?”
“Yes,” Narcissa sniffs. “It's not much but enough to get me by for at least a decade if I live a modest life.”
“And you have me,” Evelyn smiles softly. “I have a large fortune from my ex-husband and an even larger fortune from my current. If you want to run, then I'll help you run. I'll take care of you, Cissa.”
“I— I cannot decide this on a whim,” Narcissa laughs softly, shaking her head.
“Then think about it. If you want a taste of freedom, we can tell Lucius that we're going to Italy or something. My husband has a magnificent vacation house there. Let's get away for a little while. Just you and me.”
Oh baby, I’m doing this for you is a fic I started writing a long time ago. It’s a jegulus one-shot, slice of life type of thing. It starts with Regulus trying to break up with James because he knows it won’t end well for either of them if they don’t. But James wants to save him, so eventually he tells Sirius about them despite Regulus not wanting him to.
Excerpt 1:
“Aren't you fucking listening?” Regulus hisses. “God, it feels like talking to a wall. Just because you saved one Black brother doesn't mean you can save both of them. It's not happening— it won't work.”
“Why wouldn't it work?”
“It— it just wouldn't,” Regulus says. “I've always been destined for the darkness. You should know that by now…”
“Then what, Regulus? What happens next? Since you won't leave, does that mean you're going to take the mark?” James spits it out like it's pure venom spilling from his mouth.
“If that's the only way I can keep you and my brother safe, then yes,” Regulus says without faltering. James looks stricken, then, and Regulus sighs deeply. “James, it doesn't have to mean anything. It's— it's just a stupid mark, okay? It's not even on me yet. Let's just… let's just forget about this for now, alright?”
James blinks away his tears. “I don't know if I can do that, Regulus,” he admits. “The thought makes me disgusted. I— I know you're not like them, but taking that mark no matter what your reasonings may be, is just wrong. It's cruel and I can't forget it now that I know that you're willing to take it. This isn't how it's supposed to be. This isn't you.”
Excerpt 2:
James is eighteen when he tells Sirius about him and Regulus. It's a necessary evil. Regulus had told him so many times— begged him so many times— to not tell Sirius. And here he is, doing just that.
He's quite nervous. How does he tell his best friend that he's not only in love with his brother, but has been seeing him for two years already?
How does he tell Sirius that he doesn't really know his own little brother? That his sharp edges are soft and round behind closed doors. That his face holds more than just blank stares and hateful glares. That he's not driven by prejudice and pride, but fear instead.
That he's not really a bad person. Just a person who has had bad things happen to him and has suffered for so long that he doesn't let himself believe he deserves good things.
Excerpt 3:
He opens his door and immediately grins. Regulus is wearing muggle clothing— they still look very expensive, mind you— and he has a bottle of wine in his left hand and a bouquet of sunflowers in the other.
“Are those for me?” James asks, inclining his head. He's certain he's going to faint right there in his hallway.
Regulus’ lips twitch. “These?” he says, looking down at the flowers. “Oh no, these are for my date. I just stopped by to judge your atrocious furniture. Have a good laugh and all that.”
James grins even wider— if that's even possible— and steps forward, closing the space between them as he leans in to plant a soft, long kiss on Regulus’ lips.
“Hi,” he breathes out when he pulls away. “I've missed you. You look gorgeous, by the way. Beautiful...”
Regulus rolls his eyes but a flush creeps up his cheeks. He huffs, pushing the boquette into James’ hand. “You're ridiculous.” He tugs at his bottom lip, eyes flicking down to the floor and then back up at James. “I've missed you too, James. Now, are you going to give me a tour?”
James does exactly that.
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One of Harry’s favourite things is watching Malfoy work.
Rated: E, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 9,493
oooh, how I missed drarry and their dynamics!!!
this fic is the best drarry fic I have read in such a long time, if not ever… it’s so well written, the characters interactions, their jobs, their friendship, THE DETAILS!!!
can you believe the details this work of art has? omg, please go read it now!! and then you can thank me, for reccomending it to you, and thank @dreamdropxoxo for reccomending it to me 🤧🤧🤧🤧
#drarry#i've been missing them#so hold still because there will be more drarry fics around here#harry potter#draco malfoy#pining#auror potter#friends to lovers#enemies to friends to lovers#getting together#fanfic reccomendation#mrs amber recs#✨
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hi :) i simply adore your blog and your fic recs are so spot on, you’ve made me fall back in love with drarry and hp. I rly love reading a fic before I go to sleep but I end up picking a 70k word one and end up staying up much longer than I wanted to so could you possibly recommend me any fics max 15k words, with a happy ending pls i need the cuteness to help me sleep 🥰 Thanku so so much xx
Hi anon! Thanks so much, I’m thrilled to know I had a small part in making you fall back in love with Drarry, that’s amazing! And what a mood lol I used to pick long fics before bed too, it’s a mighty trap 😂 I’ve read many short fics in the last year so I decided to go for these delightful and not-as-popular shorts, with excellent build up and happy endings. Perfect bedtime reads in my opinion! I got a bit too excited with this list so I’ll call it 31 Bedtime Reads! One for each day of the month ;) enjoy!
The Long Fall by @tackytigerfic (2021, M, 3.6k)
It's supposed to be a simple house renovation, and maybe it's just the paint fumes, but Harry is feeling dizzy around Draco Malfoy. And what's the real meaning of family, anyway?
oxygen by @maesterchill (2020, T, 4k)
Draco doesn’t smoke. Except when he needs to breathe.
A Charitable Christmas by Alisanne (2017, E, 5.6k)
Hermione’s plans to raise money for war orphans do not meet with Harry’s approval. Fortunately, Draco steps in to help him come up with a much more enjoyable strategy.
Harmony (Left-Handed Melody Remix) by mindabbles (2010, M, 5.8k)
He is the last person Draco was expecting, but then again, this is not a place Draco ever expected to be.
Vintage by momatu (2017, T, 7k)
Of all of the vineyards, in all of the regions, in all of France, Draco's blasted editor sends him to Potter's...
Our Ordinary Days by Lomonaaeren (2012, M, 8k)
Two men, both fathers of sons, meet in a bookshop. And the rest is the kind of history that doesn't make history.
Ice Snakes, Glow-worms and Wolverine Stew by khalulu (2015, M, 8.4k)
Harry Potter apparently wants to talk to Draco about something, but odd events keep getting in the way of that conversation – and bringing them closer together.
The Page Eleven Wars by fireflavored (2010, E, 8.5k)
In a gossip-hungry post-war Wizarding World, Rita Skeeter has a wildly successful column in the Daily Prophet known as Page Eleven. Naturally, her favourite targets are the poster boys of the two sides of the war: Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter.
Blind Date by JosephineStone (2016, T, 8.6k)
Draco’s been working with Harry for years when another one of his relationships goes stale. He has to be married within a year, and though the WizNet has burned him in the past, Draco finds a new possibility in man as desperate to marry as he is.
Stories in E Minor by @huldrejenta (2014, E, 8.7k)
Draco has found his place in the Muggle world. He's got his music, he's got his neighbours and he is content. Until a certain someone from the past enters his life again.
Life goes not backward by @shealwaysreads (2020, T, 8.8k)
Harry still isn’t used to gifts, but this one is different. A story of coming home, finding safe ground, and the wild courage of putting down roots.
Til Our Compass Stands Still by china_nightingale (2018, M, 9k)
Harry and Draco eventually realise that things don't always go to plan, even if it's a plan they've been carefully crafting to keep themselves safe from each other.
The Interest Here by disapparater (2015, T, 9k)
Draco has his own morning show on the wireless, which he loves; an ambitious assistant, whom he needs; and days in The Tea Shop, where he relaxes. He also has a new caller on the show, whom he finds bloody annoying.
Tidings of Comfort series by @blamebrampton (2012, G, 10k)
When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life. Luckily for Draco Malfoy, London has places where the tired can rest and recover.
Sweet Indulgence by @the-sinking-ship (2020, E, 10k)
It doesn't matter that Marcy from Accounting is dancing on the tables, Shacklebolt is wearing antlers, and Elliot from Transportation is on his third round of Mariah Carey on karaoke because all the free champagne in the world won't salvage the Ministry Christmas party for Draco if Potter doesn't show up soon.
Settle in in my slow-burning heart by orphan_account (2015, NR, 10k)
Five years after the war Draco is working a tech developer job in the Auror Office, and it's all great except this one thing: Harry Potter works there, too.
Adventures in Truth and Texting by @fluxweeed (2020, E, 11k)
Former Death Eaters are being targeted with a Veritaserum curse – it’s permanent, and makes victims speak aloud their every thought. Luckily, it’s easier to control when writing.
fine i'll hold my breath / til i forget it's complicated by teatrolley (2015, NR, 11k)
Harry and Draco become friends with benefits, and Harry thinks it's more complicated than it actually is.
Rebuilding Draco Malfoy by khasael (2011, E, 11k)
Draco wants to do something to get his life back on track, but no-one seems to be taking him seriously – until he finds himself in an Auror training session led by Harry Potter.
Cold Like Fire by QueenofThyme (2012, M, 12k)
Head Auror Harry Potter had no problem with mandatory consent training for his team. He’d actually been looking forward to it, that is, until he discovered who the teacher was.
What’s My Age Again? by @lazywonderlvnd (2018, E, 12k)
Harry Potter has had enough of pleasing the public, and his reckless tendencies are finally getting out of hand.
Title of Their Sex Tape by @cibeewastaken (2020, T, 12k)
What are the Wizarding world's most elite law enforcers doing when they aren't catching criminals? It seems Auror Malfoy is often caught throwing food into Auror Potter's mouth when he's mid-yawn.
Kill, Fuck, Marry by @lettersbyelise (2018, E, 12.6k)
Harry and Draco unexpectedly meet again on Draco’s birthday, years after their last encounter.
The Year of Non-Magical Thinking by whiskyandwildflowers (2018, E, 13k)
“I don't know what I'm going to do, Potter. I'll think of something. So will you. But this is my journey to self-actualization," Draco managed to smirk. "You can fuck off and get your own."
Evolution by @potteresque-ire Pie (2013, M, 13k)
Draco Malfoy was condemned to live a Muggle’s life for his three-year probation. His wand was locked away, and he was forbidden to set foot in Wizarding Britain until Hermione Granger secured a job for him in the Aurors’ stock room.
Plan Alphabet by @xx-thedarklord-xx (2019, T, 14k)
After realizing that his feelings for Harry were unfortunately real, Draco embarks on a foolproof—yes, Longbottom, foolproof—plan to woo Potter.
Countdown by dysonrules (2013, M, 14k)
When the Wizarding world is plagued by random outbreaks of Dark Magic, the Ministry assigns Curse-Breakers to assist Auror teams on their missions.
All Roads Lead Home by @dracogotgame (2015, G, 15k)
Draco is strong-armed into spending the first Christmas after the War with the Weasleys. And Harry Potter.
Espresso Patronum by @tasteofshapes (2020, T, 15k)
When Draco reappears five years after the war and opens a wildly popular coffee shop, Harry’s pretty sure that Draco’s Up to Something. He just has to prove it.
An Act of Kindness for One Harry Potter by a Sympathetic Draco Malfoy by 0idontknow0 (2014, E, 15k)
Someone should give Potter a better rogering than that sorry sod had. The man had saved the bloody world—okay, mostly Europe—the least someone could do was give him a proper shag.
Turn and Face the Strange (time may change me) by @punk-rock-yuppie (2019, T, 16k)
Draco and Harry and how their relationship—and themselves—change over the course of eleven years.
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So, in addition to yesterday being the 6 year anniversary of posting my first fic, I also hit a weird follower number, so in honor of that, I thought I’d post this little fic. Also, it’s inspired by the @drarrymicrofic Jan. 7 prompt, “Good For You.” I know they had a different song in mind, but all I can hear is Good For You from DEH, so this is what you get. This is, obviously, not a microfic 😅 but we all know I’m not capable of that. I’m sure I’ll get around to putting it on AO3 one of these days too.
For all my new folks, I’m so glad you’re here (but also really hoping you know what you’ve signed up for!) — welcome!
So You Got What You Always Wanted
Drarry, ~1500 Words, T
Draco jumps as the door to his office slams open, and he gives a manly startled yelp. It’s past ten at night, and he’d assumed he was the only one working this late, so to have his door come blasting open, particularly since he’s quite sure he’d locked it, is surprising, to say the least.
Even more surprising is the person who’s standing there.
“Potter,” Draco says slowly, getting to his feet. “What are you doing—”
“You’re taking the job.”
Potter’s tone is flat. It’s not a question, Draco realizes. It’s a statement. He knows. Potter knows even though the decision hasn’t been finalized, even though Draco had only talked with Kingsley today. He knows, even though Draco has not said anything to him about it.
Which is awkward since they’ve been fucking for months.
Draco clutches the edge of his desk to keep his hands from shaking.
“Let me guess, Ricky told you?”
Potter presses his lips together, looking furious and then nods curtly. Ricky is Kinglsey’s personal aide. He’s a notorious gossip, knows everything that goes on at the Ministry, and is in love with Potter, who is not above taking advantage of this fact.
“When were you going to tell me?”
Draco looks down at his desk, swallows. “I don’t know.”
Potter steps farther into the room and Draco can feel his magic, loosely tethered, crackling in the air between them.
“You didn’t see fit to mention it at any point in the last few weeks? Do you know how humiliating is is to hear from someone else that your boyfr—” Potter freezes, looking horrified.
“Your what?” Draco says, heart pounding in his chest. “What, exactly, am I to you, Potter?” He knows his tone is ice cold, but he can’t help himself. “I’d certainly be interested to hear, since you’ve never said one word to me.” Potter curses, looks away and runs his hands through his messy hair. “No, please, do tell. Were you about to say boyfriend? Because that’s news to me.”
“Don’t you fucking put this on me,” Potter snaps. “It’s not like you’ve been so forthcoming yourself.”
Draco rolls his eyes. “Oh please, Potter, we all know who holds the power here, and, news flash, it’s not me.”
Potter stares at him, his mouth opening in shock. “What? What the fuck are you talking about?”
“Do you remember the reception for the American ambassador?”
“The one a month ago?” Potter asks, looking confused by the change of subject. “Yeah, I think so. Why?”
“Because I heard you,” Draco hisses. “I heard you talking to Ron, about me. I heard what you said.”
Potter stares at him and then Draco sees it, the moment he remembers, and suddenly exhausted, Draco drops into his chair. He waves his wand and the whiskey, along with two crystal classes, floats over and he hopes Potter notices how neatly the items all settle down on his desk. He pours them each a couple of fingers and slides one of the glasses across to Potter as he drops into Draco’s visitor chair.
“Malfoy,” Potter says and not for the first time it strikes Draco as absurd that he’s had Potter in just about every way one man can have another, and vice versa, and they’re still calling each other by their surnames. With one obvious exception.
“If I recall correctly,” Draco says precisely, “You said something along the lines of, ‘Malfoy? No, we don’t really talk.’” He knows he’s recalling correctly. The words are seared into his memory, the way Ron had asked how much time they were spending together, and the way Potter had denied everything. To this day, he wonders if Ron had known, if that’s why he’d asked.
“You’re the one who said no one could know,” Potter spits back. “You're the one who wanted to keep it a secret. You’re the one who wanted to hide.”
“At first,” Draco acquiesces. “Before I knew if it was going to last. To be something. But it changed, Potter. You know it did.”
That moment, too, is seared in his memory. The day before the reception, they’d managed to sneak off work early. They’d stumbled through Potter‘s flat, holding on tight, too hungry for each other to let go. They’d made love in the golden sunlight streaming in through Potter’s bedroom window and afterwards, they’d drunk Prosecco and eaten manchego drizzled with orange blossom honey on those crostini that Potter favors from the baker across town. Crisp apple slices and dense fudge brownies. Potter had kissed the chocolate from Draco’s lips, had held him close, and when Draco had come, he’d called out Harry’s name. He’ll never forget the way Harry had lit up in the glow of sunset, the way Draco’s name had sounded on his tongue, reverent. Almost holy.
And then, the next day, six words had broken his heart. He’d gone home and immediately submitted his application for the posting.
“You never said anything,” Harry says, sounding shaken. “I didn’t know. How was I to know?”
“Potter,” Draco says quietly. “Harry. Just… don’t.”
“In any case,” Harry says, the banked fire of his anger rapidly reigniting, “You’re moving. To America? And you weren’t even going to tell me? What, I was just going to walk into work some morning, and find you gone?”
“I was going to tell you,” Draco says. “I just didn’t know how.”
Harry leaps to his feet, downs the rest of his whiskey, and sets the glass down with a click. “Well, congratulations,” he says coldly.“You’ve got what you always wanted. Good for you.”
Draco follows him to standing. “I don’t understand why you’re so upset? Honestly, I thought you’d be relieved.”
“Relieved?” Harry stares at him and then his whole face just drops. “Is that really what you thought? That this means nothing to me?”
“What am I supposed to think?” Draco shouts, and hurls the beautiful crystal lowball glass against the wall, where it shatters. “Every time I suggested something that hinted at taking this public, or even, hell, telling our friends privately, you looked like you were going to sick up on the carpet. So I figured, I’d follow your lead, let you set the pace, but when I heard you talking to Ron, I realized that we weren’t on the same page. We weren’t even in the same library.”
“So you thought you’d just move eight thousand kilometers away?”
‘It’s a good job,” Draco whispers. He moves out from behind his desk. “A promotion. More money. A chance to start over.”
Harry shakes his head. “Well,” and Draco watches the walls come up, “I guess I’ll just wish you luck, Malfoy,” and he walks out the door.
Draco watches him go, his mind flooded with memories. The first time Harry had kissed him, in the rain after the Interoffice Quidditch tournament. The first time Draco had made Harry laugh until he cried. The first time Harry had woken him from a nightmare and kissed the terrible memories away. The way Draco’s heart had shattered when Harry had denied him, denied them. Draco thinks of everything he’s learned about Harry over the years and realizes that it’s not anger he’s seeing on Harry’s face. It’s devastation.
Before he can think it through, he dashes out into the hallway. Harry is stomping away towards the exit doors, muttering to himself, and Draco shakes his head at the both of them, so scared to show anything that they’re risking losing what is quite possibly the best thing either of them has ever found. Draco chases after Harry, skids to a halt and grabs him by the arm, turning him around.
“I have just one question,” Draco says. “Tell me the truth, Harry. If Ron asked you that same question, right here. Right now. What would you say?”
He sees Harry’s eyes widen, and knows Harry hears what he’s really asking, sees Harry’s chest rise with the deep breath he takes.
“I’d say,” Harry says, his eyes searching Draco’s face, “That we’re spending time together. A lot of time.”
“And if he asked you why?” Draco whispers as Harry’s hand reaches up to curve around his cheek. “What would you say?”
Harry leans in, so close there’s almost no distance between them. “I’d tell him,” he whispers, “I’d tell him it’s because you’re mine,” and then his mouth is on Draco’s.
Harry kisses Draco like he’s something precious, something to be savored. He wraps his arms around Draco and kisses him, again and again, until they’re both gasping, and then Harry pulls back and sighs.
“What do we do now?”
“I haven’t turned in the contract,” Draco says quietly and Harry stares at him. “I signed it, but I haven’t sent it off. I talked to Kingsley to let him know I was thinking about it.”
“What can I do?” Harry asks, desperately. “I want you, Draco. Please.”
“Give me a reason to stay,” Draco says, and Harry just smiles.
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Hey! Love your stories so much I just had to ask! Do you have any favorite drarry authors/stories? I sometimes compare the quality of other stories to ROA (oops!) because ROA is just that good. My personal favorites are ROA (of course!), the Foundations Series (saras_girl), the ordeal of being known (louisfake), denouement (the_never_was), Good to Me (And I'd Be So Good to You) (AWickedMemory), and To Hurt and Heal (cassisluna). Have you read these? Have a wonderful day! :)
Thank you, so glad you’ve enjoyed my stories! And thank you for so patiently waiting for a reply. I haven’t been online much in the past couple of weeks. Unfortunately I haven’t read any of your recs, but I’m always happy to add another fic to my to-read list.
I did a rec post a few months ago, but I’ll post an updated version now. The Skyhawke Archives appear to be down, which is crushing news. I’ve had to update a lot of the links.
So here are my favourite Drarry fanfics:
And We Are At Our Apogee (PG-13) by angelgazing
Summary: Draco wanted revenge, but it didn't work out that way.
My notes: Californian beaches, supermarkets, road trips, and a bittersweet ending.
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A Reckless State of Mind (T) by Lomonaaeren
Summary: Draco is a Psyche-Diver, and his newest patient is Auror Potter, who’s been a pathological liar for over a year—and has just tried to violently end his own life.
Notes: The plot alone guarantees inclusion on this list. Probably the most creative fic I’ve ever read, and the twists and turns will keep you guessing.
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Berlin, In the Year of Our Lord (PG) by Are
Summary: Harry is a green-tea addict. Draco stalks him.
Notes: Probably my all-time favourite fic, along with Blue Vase. It’s sparse and minimal and I love that writing style.
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Blue Vase (M) by ivyblossom
Summary: Let’s pretend.
Notes: Draco finds an amnesiac Harry and befriends him, pretending they were once lovers. It’s pensive, short, and bittersweet.
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The Boy Who Only Lived Twice (E) by lettered
Summary: Harry Potter is an Unspeakable. Draco Malfoy is the wizard who shagged him. Adventure! Intrigue! Secret identities, celebrities, spies! It's all right here, folks.
Notes: Action-heavy fics are damn hard to write, but lettered nails it. The action scenes are breakneck speed, the conversations are threaded with double meaning, and even the silences are tense.
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Draco in Darkness (T) by Plumeria47.
Summary: Following an accident in his seventh year, Draco loses his eyesight.
Notes: This is one of the first fics I ever read (when it was over on FF in 2003) so it’s probably here just for nostalgia points alone. I read it when I was a kid and just thought it was a lovely golden fairytale, the best romance I’d ever read in my (very short, thus far) life. I love reading it again, even years later as an adult when I can see the tarnish on it; the things my childhood eyes didn’t notice. I don’t care. It’s my soft and fuzzy comfort fic.
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The Flesh is Frail (NC-17) by wildestranger
Summary: None
Notes: Draco has injuries from curses and spells, and Harry keeps him company. Draco is angry; Harry is stubborn. They argue their way into a grudging relationship. It’s a short read and well worth your ten minutes.
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Good-bye to Yesterday (NC-17) by furiosity
Summary: Draco felt ready to face even a million years in Azkaban as long as it meant that at the end of it all, he would make Potter pay.
Notes: It’s not a dark fic, but it certainly dips in and out of the shadows. If you like your romance to be sharp as a razor and bitter as black coffee, give it a read.
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Hymn to Color (PG) by Lomonaaeren
Summary: Months after Draco cast a curse that took Harry’s eyesight, Harry is still trying to come to terms with it. Draco still wanted forgiveness, which was probably the problem.
Notes: Probably my very inadequate idea of “fluff”. It’s a quiet, introspective fic. Draco and Harry are well-written.
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Kings among runaways (PG) by enderxenocide.
Summary: Later, the toast will be slightly overcooked, Draco will burn the eggs, and there will be another fist fight in-between the living room and the front door, but they’ll eat breakfast with second-hand plates and Draco’s great-grandmother’s silverware.
Notes: Dreamy descriptions, abstract scenes, and the characters are lovingly delineated. Beautiful writing.
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On Broken Glass (PG-13) by coffeejunkii
Summary: After the final battle, Draco is holding the shards that are left of his and Harry’s life.
Notes: Established relationship. Harry’s forgetful and seems to suffer both short-term and long-term memory loss; Draco stays by his side through six years of post-war amnesia. Very short, just a tiny ficlet. There’s sequels (in bite-size pieces) but I prefer to read the first ficlet and leave it there.
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Paper Dolls (M) by cupiscent
Summary: In the final year of the War, Draco gets a letter, makes a choice and pays the price.
Notes: Short, succinct, and packs a punch. No character deaths, in case the summary has you feeling nervous.
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Portrait (PG-13) by Silent Blast
Summary: None.
Notes: Dorian Grey, but Drarry. Of course it’s going to be good.
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Shattered (NC-17) by femmequixotic
Summary: One damned accident involving one too-lucky curse, and suddenly you'd think he was five again, with their Harry, be carefuls and their quick Levitating charms ready the instant the potion gives way and his rebelling hands lose hold of whatever's in their grasp.
Notes: Draco’s an artist. Harry’s intrigued by his sculptures and paintings.
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Snatch (PG-13) by didntyoupotter
Summary: Harry is comatose, Hermione and Ron aren’t much help, and Draco isn’t sure about anything anymore.
Notes: The opening scene fools you into thinking this will be a light read with a streak of good humour. Don’t fall for it. By the third act, you’ll be hanging onto every word and feeling a lot of emotions. Also, back in the day, this was one of the Draco/Harry fics. Everyone knew of it. Pay your respects to your fandom history and read this beloved classic.
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The Stages of Acceptance (T) by Lomonaaeren.
Summary: Harry, already happily married to Ginny, receives the news that he's Draco's mate. Law and custom don't give him the option of ignoring the news. The stages of his reaction, one by one.
Notes: This is not a romance, and I love that the author just casually chucks all the Veela tropes in the bin and says “nope”. In Lomonaaeren’s own words, this fic is more practical than romantic. Harry is unfamiliar with the Veela concepts and hates the very idea of being “shackled” to someone; he rejects Draco at once. Draco is miserable and lonely. They do eventually come to understand each other better, but it’s a huge struggle with lots of setbacks. The general air of pessimism and misery does make the small glimpses of compassion and empathy feel so well-earned. I love a fic that rations out its happiness.
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The Stately Homes of Wiltshire (E) by waspabi
Summary: Malfoy Manor has mould, dry rot and an infestation of unusually historical poltergeists. Harry Potter is on the case.
Notes: This one needs no introduction. The writing is polished, the characterisation perfect, and the dialogue is fun. I love the humour woven throughout it.
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Then Comes a Mist and a Weeping Rain (E) by faithwood.
Summary: It always rains for Draco Malfoy. Metaphorically. And literally. Ever since he had accidentally Conjured a cloud. A cloud that's ever so cross.
Notes: Another one that most of us know. It’s a lighthearted and fun read.
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Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow (M) by novembersnow
Summary: In the war-torn years after Hogwarts, one man has no knowledge of his yesterdays.
Notes: Another classic back in the feverish heyday of the Harry Potter fandom, when books were still being released and everyone had worked themselves up into a shipping frenzy. And no wonder this fic was an instant hit. Draco has lost all his memories and Harry’s investigating as an Auror, but the longer you read, the more you start questioning everything. Good twists and turns that lead to a tender ending.
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Turn by Saras_Girl
Summary: One good turn always deserves another. Apparently.
Notes: An inevitable inclusion on any favourites list. I think my favourite thing about it is the characterisation. Everyone is so well-rounded; the characters are brought to life and feel like old friends. All their habits, styles, mannerisms, even the way they walk or talk. While I love everyone in this fic, I have to admit that Blaise is just amazing. Of all the thousands of Blaises imagined by fanfic writers, I love this one the best. “Old bean” indeed.
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Under the Ivy (PG-13) by coffeejunkii
Summary: It is impressive how much you can learn about someone by simply sharing a few rooms. They don’t spend time together, not really, but Harry still knows that Malfoy prefers raspberry jam over strawberry, that he hums along to the Wireless when he thinks no one is around, and that his leg is bothering him more than usual when the temperatures drop below freezing.
Notes: Another old, old favourite of mine. It’s like snuggling into a soft blanket. Remus owns a cottage and Harry moves in after the war. Later, Remus lets a room to Draco, who is an outcast after the war and has limited housing options. Harry isn’t happy at first with the new lodger, but he eventually warms up to Draco. A slow and gentle romance.
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Vale Sanare (M) by rurounihime
Summary: Draco’s world gains a new component, just when he thought he’d sorted everything out.
Notes: London nightclubs, one-night-stands, loud music and lonely nights. Draco has seizures due to a curse from the war, and the seizures have led to a fear of intimacy. Short and sweet.
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The Way Down (T) by lettered
Summary: Malfoy’s all, “Come out of there,” the way you say to a cat who is badly behaved. And Harry’s all like, “No, what, I’m a hermit! And I have a chest-monster! And I am crazy magically powerful!” and Malfoy’s all, “We all have problems, bub.” (thoughtfully) “You are crazy though. I’ll give you that.”
Notes: I just adore this fic. The fic starts well-grounded, giving you a solid backstory and matter-of-fact context, but as it goes on, it slowly unravels into dreamy scenes, lush settings, and repeated motifs. It’s just such a beautiful story.
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When Love beckons to you, follow him (PG-13) by megyal
Summary: Draco wakes up, lost, somewhere in a forest. He has no idea where he is or how he got there. As he is blundering around trying to find his way home, he hears Harry's voice in his head, telling him what to do.
Notes: I generally like my fics to be bittersweet or with a bit of heartache — but this fic is just a little cloud of softness. If you need something light and lovely without being syrupy-sweet, this is a good choice!
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The World of the Living (M) by fourth_rose
Summary: A traumatised war hero and a convicted criminal under the roof of an eccentric journalist make for a rather odd ensemble, but Luna has never had a problem with oddities as long as they make sense.
Notes: The story is told from Luna’s perspective, which gives everything a lovely dreamy quality. She takes in a couple of strays after the war — first Harry, who is avoiding his other friends and has quit his Auror job — and then she offers a room to Draco right after his trial. Draco is rude, angry, and ungrateful; Harry is churlish, withdrawn, and moody. Luna doesn’t seem to mind in the slightest, and over the course of the next few months, her house guests slowly warm up to each other.
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Voices From the Fog (E) by noeon
Summary: After years of running away, Harry crosses paths with an all-too familiar face and follows him to Amsterdam.
Notes: Harry drifts across Europe, trying to forget the war. He ends up in a woodworking shop in Amsterdam, alongside a moody Draco. Atmospheric settings and solid characterisation.
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About moderating and banning content on AO3!
Okay so! I haven’t had the spoons to do this for a while but I cracked and ranted about it on twitter which is... not... conducive to long rants, so!
This is a h u g e discussion part of the l o n g history that led to the creation of AO3, which older, more informed, and more articulate people have talked about at length and can be found around if you look (I reblog some of it in my AO3 and fandom history tags for the curious). So I won’t go into that here, nor into the practical reasons why it’s not even possible to put that system in place anyway.
Arbitrarily, or the purpose of this post, because it’s the biggest topic I’ve seen brought up lately, I’ll be talking about fic depicting underage characters in se*ual situations, but honestly I could hold the exact same conversation on literally any controversial content.
This is about why you, specifically, if you are a content creator and especially if you are marginalised and especially if you are queer and especially especially if you are sensitive to fiction depicting certain things... do not, actually, want a banning system on AO3.
What? Of course we do. There’s a lot of p*do shit on AO3 and p*do shit is gross. No one should condone that, wtf? It would be easy to do — just periodically delete the entire Underage tag!
What will happen if that is done is that people will re-upload and continue to write it, they’ll just stop tagging and you will run into it with zero warning nor ability to filter it out. Again, this is not a theoretical — we know this is what happens. When I was a teen, adult content (all adult content) was not allowed on FF.NET; it was everywhere regardless, and without tags. The exact same thing happened on tumblr when adult content was banned as well. It’s not a matter of “staff not handling it well” — it just doesn’t work.
To keep safe the people who need to be able to exclude that tag, that tag needs to exist and be used.
Well, shucks. A reporting system then?
A reporting system would operate in one of two ways:
-an algorithm, which would delete a lot of stuff we wouldn’t want it to delete.
-humans, which is... the bigger problem.
An algorithm sounds great. We do want it to delete everything.
Okay. What about the daddy k*nk fics between consenting adult characters? What about the fics featuring characters that are children in the canon but are adults in the fic? What about the fics about teenagers exploring their se*uality together, written by adults about the experiences they remember having or wish they could have had? What about the thousands of SasuNaru and Drarry and other shounen and YA fics that will get written, by teens or by people who remember being teens? What about the se*ually explicit fic written by teens who are se*ually active in real life? What about the fics about CSA as trauma, about healing from it? What about the fics written by survivors of CSA to cope about their trauma? What about the fics that clearly show that it’s evil and traumatic? What about the super dark, harrowing, but beautiful and artistic that I’m glad I read even though it fucked me up for days? What about the ones that were really shitty but also horribly hot?
Well, some of these are still not okay, but maybe some might be. It depends on how it’s written. We’ll have humans moderating content and deciding, then.
Okay.
The thing is, I don’t know which of the things I just listed were okay for you to be depicted in fiction and which were too much. Odds are I don’t agree with you. Odds are if I asked 10 people randomly picked off the street, not everyone would agree.
Odds are, even if AO3 arbitrarily decided on which of those are allowed and which are not, you would not agree with their choice, and you would still be unhappy with the decision. (Or you would be happy, but your friends wouldn’t.)
Odds are, different AO3 content moderators might not agree on whether a given fic qualifies or not — is it artistic enough? Does it show enough that these actions are evil and wrong? Can the author prove they’re a teenager? Can the author prove they are a CSA victim? Can the author prove that this is to help them cope with their trauma? The author seem to be functioning alright, they mustn’t really be traumatised!
You know what I mean! There’s absolute, objectively gross shit out there that is not artistic and should not be published.
I agree that there’s vile stuff out there that makes me sick and that I think is very clearly just ped*philic trash. But there is no way to, 1) stop those from getting published anyway, 2) take those down and preserve the safety of everything else.
If we start forbidding some things, there’s two ways to go about it.
One single, clear, arbitrary rule — for instance, absolutely no adult content featuring characters under 18 (leaving aside the fact that this would not even work for the reason cited above). So we lose all the stuff from teenagers, all the coming of age stories about adolescence, all the stuff from CSA survivors; people who need to write it can’t publish it anymore, and people who need to read it can’t anymore either (and as a cool bonus, they’re told it’s wrong and made to feel bad about it). Depending on whether the rules applies to characters that are under 18 in the canon, we lose entire fandoms.
Or, subjective moderation by humans, according to what they estimate to be gross.
Let’s assume all moderators can agree on what’s gross or not.
If there is a system in place to ban some underage works because “gross shit”, then that means other gross stuff can be taken down on account of being gross and harmful.
Yeah! Gross stuff should be taken down! Come on, surely everyone agrees on what’s gross and harmful.
Ah.
But the problem is.
Here is a list of things I have seen — with my eyes seen — called harmful to be depicted in fiction:
Murder
Non-con
Inc*st
Cannibalism
Torture
Self-harm
Mental illness
Drugs
Racism
K*nk
Non-negotiated k*nk, but healthy k*nk is ok
Spanking k*nk
BDSM where the woman is a bottom, but woman top is ok
Healthy depictions of BDSM
Unhealthy depictions of BDSM
Queer people doing bad things
Abusive relationships
Rival/Enemies to lovers
Redemption stories
A happy relationship between a 17 yo and an 18 yo
A happy relationship between a 20 yo and a 60 yo
A happy relationship between a boss and their employee, or a college teacher and a student
A happy relationship between a 14 yo boy and an older teenage boy, because that’s reminiscent of older men preying on younger gay boys IRL
Se*ual content featuring a character whose age is unclear in canon and some people headcanon them as being underage, some as being a young adult
Loving, consensual fluff between characters that are evil villains, because it romanticises them and their actions
Dark content shipping female characters
Fluffy content shipping female characters, because it’s misogynistic to act like lesbians are only soft all the time
Consensual s*x featuring a canonically asexual character, because it implies that all aces can and should still have se*
Fics about the same canonically asexual character hating s*x, because that erases the experience of s*x-positive aces
Shipping a character who is perceived by some fans as queer-coded with a character of a different s*x
The tendency to ship a black character with white characters
Fluffy drunk s*x, because that’s not actually consensual
Sleep s*x, because that’s not actually consensual
Trans characters not experiencing dysphoria, because that idealises the trans experience
Consensual s*x between adults that are not married
LGBT+ content, because kids shouldn’t see that.
I guarantee you: you, I, and 10 random people plucked from the street will not agree on what, in that list, is and isn’t okay to publish and consume fiction of.
So why should your taste be the one followed? Why should it be the taste of mods you don’t know? Why should anyone get to dictate? What if the mods think your OTP is gross and your NOTP is fine?
This is the slippery slope argument.
Yes, it is the slippery slope argument. Because we know it happens. Because we’ve been there, because I’ve seen it happen myself twice already and I’m not even thirty. Because we know people do complain loudly about all of these things.
And because the second there is a banning system in place, assholes will use the system to abuse it and get stuff they just don’t like taken down using the “it is gross” argument, and one day you’ll wake up and the beautiful fic that helped you come to terms with your abuse/trauma/identity/orientation/k*nk for feet will be taken down and wonderful vulnerable creative people will have been harassed out of fandom because they argued with 1 person who didn’t like their foot k*nk fic that happened to also feature, for instance, a CSA trauma backstory.
Again: not exaggerating. Not theoretical. It happens, we know it happens, AO3 was created literally because it happens.
I still fucking hate that stuff.
That is completely fine and normal. No one likes everything. Me too! Most of the dark stuff is niche and the creators know only few people will like it the same way they do.
(For the record, I get grossed out and triggered by fics about an asexual character who does not like s*x having s*x with their partner to make them happy. Deep in my gut everything screams that that’s fucked up, terrifying and harmful, how can people write that. But I recognise that there are people who love and need that, and I leave those people and their content alone.
OTOH, I read a lot of otherwise dark shit and I enjoy it in the same way I enjoyed, say, Hannibal, in the same way some people enjoy true crime documentaries, horror movies or r*pe fantasy k*nk. It helps me explore stuff that I like to see in fiction, in a safe, controlled way. I’m also asexual, 90% s*x-repulsed IRL, and, obviously, I would never abuse a child. For that matter, I wouldn’t kill and eat people, either, nor would I do 90% of the tamer k*nky stuff I read.
Of course, Hannibal was fucked up and lots of people probably think Hannibal was gross and should not have been aired — but as exemplified by the fact that it was created, aired and watched, lots of people thought it was fine, interesting and even fun to watch.)
You can and should curate your experience and protect yourself. The AO3 website now allows you to exclude certain tags, and people have developed tools to help with that such as plugins that save your filters or hide fics that contain certain words.
But no, it isn’t going to, and it shouldn’t, get banned.
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hello, excuse me if this makes you uncomfortable but my birthday is September 14 and I have very few friends and therefore I did not receive congratulations or gifts, could I please ask for something with drarry and scorbus? something like Harry and his children living in the manor anda Lucius and Narcissa still alive, I know it's out of your comfort zone and if you can't or don't want to then sorry for the inconvenience🥺😖
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Hello friends,
First thing- Happy birthday to the nonnie who requested this. Second thing- Yes! For your birthday and for the other lovelies who have requested Scorbus, I will write one (1) Scorbus fic. I will do my best but I've got to be honest- I don't have any real feelings about Scorbus (I don't read much of it and didn't enjoy The Cursed Child). So we'll have to see how it turns out.
cw: talks about hospice care and future death (not of a main character- we're talking about Lucius, no death will take place in the fic)
without further ado, here's the best take I can give you. <3
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"But Daaad," Albus whined, "I don't want to go!"
"I know, bud," Harry replied, instantly regretting calling his 15-year-old 'bud', as he helped Lily find her bag.
James came in and flopped on Albus' bed, "It's just because he-"
"Shut up!" Albus shrieked, pouncing on him and smothering him with a pillow.
"Boys-" Harry started even as the boys started screaming and wrestling and Lily started to cry about not being able to find something. "Enough!" he shouted, casting a shield charm between the boys. "All of you," he said, "Let's just take a breath."
"But-" multiple voices rang out.
"No buts," he interrupted. "Deep breaths. Right now."
(Read more below the cut)
Everyone glared at him but at least they stopped talking.
"Okay," he said, "James, please stop intentionally trying to bother your brother."
Albus stuck his tongue out at him.
"Al, please finish packing. Lily, your straightener is in the bathroom under the sink."
They let out a collective groan.
"Look guys," he said. "I know. I know it's hard when I have to go to work. I know being in a house where someone is about to die is difficult. But Draco is a good friend and if I can help Lucius pass on, I need to do it. Okay?"
All of his children nodded sullenly.
"Besides," he added, "The manor is huge. You won't even have to see Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy. And," he said, smiling at Albus, "Scorpius will be there. I'm sure he'll be glad to have a friend, yeah?"
Albus rolled his eyes and just muttered, "Can you get out so I can pack, please?"
With a sigh, Harry nodded and left, thinking for the thousandth time that single parenting was really fucking hard.
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He hadn't expected this to be his life. Harry had expected that he'd join the aurors or that he'd go on to be a quidditch player.
Working as a hospice care healer had never been in the plans. But there was no denying that he was good at it; he wasn't grossed out by all of the ways that bodies failed as a person began the process of dying. He didn't mind the late nights and early mornings. He actually usually enjoyed listening to stories from his patient as they reflected on their lives. And death didn't bother him. He'd spent nearly twenty years in this profession, he was good at his job, and he liked it.
Still, as he stood looking at the Manor, nerves that he hadn't felt in years settled in. He couldn't be sure if it was because the Manor still gave him the creeps all these years later, if it was because it was Lucius Malfoy and they'd never had the best of relationships, if it was because he was anxious about how Draco would handle his father's death, or something else entirely.
"Let's go," Albus snapped, impatient and anxious.
He nodded once and stepped up onto the top step and rang the door bell.
Draco opened the door, looking exhausted.
"Hey," Harry said softly, aching to hold him, to take him into his arms and hide him away from the rest of the world and all that was happening to him.
But they didn't do that. Not in public, not where anyone could see them including their families. Maybe especially their families. "Hi," Draco replied and Harry knew he was wishing for the same thing. "Thanks for coming."
"Of course," he said because there hadn't really ever been a choice. He loved Draco and he would do anything that would help make this easier. "Let me just get these guys settled in and I'll check in with your dad, okay?"
He nodded, "I have you guys set up in the West wing," he said as he started inside, "I know this is probably not the way you were hoping to spend your summer hols-" Draco started.
"It's okay," Lily said, falling into step beside Draco. "I'm sorry about your dad," she added.
"Thank you," he replied.
And Harry smiled, if nothing else, he and Ginny still agreed it was important to raise their kids to practice kindness.
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It was a long day. The first day at a new job almost always was, lots of intake paperwork, lots of working to make sure they had all their doses right in order to keep their patient comfortable, and inevitably lots of input from the patient's family.
By the time Harry had gotten everything set up and diagnostic spells and alerts in place, Lucius was sleeping comfortably in the hospice bed, Narcissa on the cot beside him.
Only Draco remained awake, watching Harry work from the sofa in the corner.
When he finished he nodded to the door and Draco followed him out. "You okay?" he asked softly once the door closed.
"Will you stay with me tonight?" he whispered.
"Yeah, love," he replied, giving Draco's hand a quick squeeze. "Of course."
Draco nodded once and led the way through the halls to a different wing entirely. He opened the last door on the left and let Harry in first.
Harry looked around curiously. He'd obviously seen Draco's room in his own home but not the room he occupied when he stayed at the Manor.
"It's actually not the room I stayed in as a child," Draco informed him as he made his way to the drawers to pull out two pairs of pajamas. "It gave me nightmares," he said, "after everything in this awful house."
He hummed, "It must be hard," he said gently, slipping into the comfortable clothes Draco had tossed him. "A lot of trauma wrapped up in an already challenging event." He folded down the covers and climbed in, making a space for Draco so he could curl up in front of him.
"Harry?" he asked once he'd settled back against him and pulled Harry's arm snug around his waist.
He hummed, pressing a kiss to the smooth, soft skin of Draco's neck.
"Do you think you might want to tell our families about us?"
Harry froze, "Do you think you might want to tell our families?" he asked.
"I asked first."
"Personally," Harry said, "Yes. I would like that. I don't like keeping things from my kids and you're," he swallowed. It was silly to be nervous, he'd said this before, but he couldn't help the surge of adrenaline. "I love you, Draco. You're important to me. But the real question is do you want to tell them? You dad-"
"My father is a bigoted arse," he snapped. "And yes he is dying but Harry you make me so happy and I just," he sighed. "I don't want to keep it a secret anymore. If he hates it, he hates it but I don't want him to go from this life thinking that he got to control mine."
Harry didn't quite know what to say.
"I'm awful. I know. I-"
"Draco," he said, squeezing him a little tighter, "I wasn't judging you. I don't think you're awful. Grief and death affect us all differently. If that's what you want, let's do it."
"Let's tell our kids first."
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Harry called a family meeting the next day after he'd check on Lucius and they'd done a bit of exercise and gone for a walk.
In retrospect, this might not have been the best thing to call it. Family meeting had never had the best associations and the last one they'd had was to tell the kids that he and Ginny were getting a divorce.
His kids were cagey, Scorpius was withdrawn, and Draco was honestly a bit erratic.
"Okay," he said, smiling at the room, only Lily smiled back. "So we," he said pointing back and forth between him and Draco, "have some news."
"Oh Salazar, please no," Albus whispered.
Harry gave him the look the one every parent had perfected by the time their child was three. "It's good news," Harry said.
"We're together," Draco blurted.
James barely looked up from his book as he said, "Called it."
Lily said "Like together-together?"
And Albus promptly burst into tears, fleeing the room.
"Albus!" Scorpius shouted, jumping up and chasing after him.
Harry and Draco looked at each other. "Maybe he thought that Ginny and I would get back together someday?"
James rolled his eyes, "That's not it. He and Scorpius are like," he waved a careless hand, "a thing."
Draco's eyes widened.
"Oh," Harry said. "And no one could have said something about this before?"
James shrugged, turning the page, "I tried to say something yesterday and you told me to shut up."
"I did not use those words," Harry said.
"Yeah, but that's what you meant."
Harry opened his mouth to argue, he was careful about his words, never wanting his kids to feel like they were unloved and unheard.
"It's fine, dad," James said, waving him off, "You should talk to Albus."
He was right, they really did need to talk to Albus and Scorpius.
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When they found them, Al and Scorpius were sitting together on one of the swings and Al was still crying.
"Alright," Harry said, transfiguring a couple of sticks into chairs. "Let's talk about this."
"You're the worst," Albus shouted at him. "It's like you're intentionally trying to ruin my life without even knowing you're doing it."
It took everything in Harry not to point out the fallacy in that logic. Draco, too, if the sharp intake of breath was anything to go by. "Could you tell me more about why you feel that way?" Harry asked, gently squeezing Draco's thigh.
"Because he thinks you're going to ask us to break up," Scorpius said, biting his bottom lip.
"And even if you don't, everyone's going to think it's weird," Albus said, a hiccoughing sob escaping.
"Think what's weird?" Draco asked.
"If you guys are dating and we're dating," Scorpius said.
Harry nodded, "I think I understand," he said. "But honestly, guys, we're not going to ask you to stop dating and it doesn't really matter what other people think."
"Easy for you to say," Albus sniffled, "You're Harry Potter. Everyone already loves you."
"I agree with you dad," Draco said, "other people's opinions are irrelevant. It's not as though you were raised together or anything like that."
"Well everyone already hates you anyway," Albus snapped, "So why would it matter?"
"Albus," Harry warned, "Apologize."
"No, it's alright," Draco said. "I used to be a lot like you, you know," he said. "I used to really care about what other people thought and how they felt."
"What changed?" Scorpius asked curiously.
"Your mum, actually," he said, with a little smile. "She helped me to look at myself and see who I really was, not the person that people believe me to be. She helped me to recognize that other people didn't define me, I did." He shrugged, "At the end of the day, if I chose to listen to them I was still the one defining myself that way."
"That," Albus started, wiping his nose on the back of his hand, "Makes sense."
"Good," Draco said, nodding once.
Harry squeezed his hand, "Right, well, congratulations, you two. Please be sure if you decide to make things physical you talk to one of us about protection spe-"
"Dad!" Albus shrieked, covering his ears. "Shut up! Shut up! Merlin save me."
Draco laughed, attempting to stifle it with a cough and failing in Harry's opinion.
"I'm just saying," Harry said, holding up his hands in defeat. "We should probably have this conversation at some point."
Albus shook his head and Scorpius had turned as red as a beet.
"Well. I'm off, then. Back to work," Harry replied.
Draco took his hand, "I'll walk you," he offered and they headed back to the house.
"Well," Harry said, once they were a good distance away. "That was unexpected."
"Was it, though?" Draco asked. "The way Scorp talks about Albus," he trailed off. "Well, let's just say he reminded me a little too much of me at that age."
"Had a crush on me that long have you?"
He laughed, "Longer. My father was just too bigoted to take my ramblings for what they really were."
Harry leaned over and pecked his cheek, "Well, I after that, I think that telling your parents will be a piece of cake."
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See the rest of my drabbles here
#100 drarry drabbles in 100 days#drarry#scorbus#sorry i did my best friends but i don't know that i did a very good job to be honest#love#hospice mentioned#lucius is dying#I feel like this is a mess#drarry ficlet#drarry fics
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Fic Rec Tag Meme
Tagged approx 300 years ago by @onbeinganangel. Tagging @energievie @thusspoketrish and @lou-isfake. So a thing to know about me is that if you ask me to choose favourites, I immediately second guess all my choices and think about whether I am not missing something more perfect. So rest assured for every single fic here, two or three could easily take its place depending on my mood or what I've last re-read. Mostly Drarry to keep myself from spiralling.
• A fic you love without knowing the source material: A Favour For A Friend by Charlotte_Stant (she got me with Succession but I am never watching the Terror. Absolute bangers though)
• A fic with a premise that shouldn’t work* but it does: *taking this to mean as in "is out of my comfort zone" Face Death in the Hope by LullabyKnell (Harry/Regulus) because my third venture out of this pairing was 270k WIP fic about time travel and I'm afraid of commitment.
• A fic you’ve reread several times: That Old Black Magic by bixgirl1
• A fic you still remember many years later: not that many years but What We Pretend We Can't See by gyzym
• A comfort fic: Nice Things by aideomai
• A cathartic fic: Holding Out by bigblackdog (Wolfstar)
• A fic you’d print and put on your bookshelf: Still Standing by @tinyhistory (Percy/Oliver)
• A fic you associate with a song: My Youth is Yours by GoldenTruth813 (Jeddy)
• A fic that inspires you: Sleight of Hand by @the-starryknight
• A fic that brought you onboard a new ship: Look I was always onboard but still won't stop recommending All This And Heaven, Too by meansgirl (Draco/Neville)
• A fic you wish could be a movie: Burn the Curtains and the Wine by nerdetteherdette
• A fic that led to you making friends with the author: Aeturnus Solem by @onbeinganangel (aka me following her around her comments like a stray cat)
• Free Space: I am an angst lover, here is some angst. The Bucket List by GallaPlacidia
• A fic you’ve gushed about irl: Far From the Tree by aideomai
• A fic you associate with a place: I Am Not Who I Became by mab_di
• A fic that made you gasp out loud: Telling the Bees by @cibeewastaken
• A fic you found at the right time: Illuminate by dicta_contrarion
• A fic that you would read fic of: Potential Gravity by Zeitgeistic
• A fic that made you laugh out loud: Adventures in Truth and Texting by fluxweed
• A fic with a line (or two) that you’ve memorized by heart: Where Does the Water Go by @fw00shy
• A fic that gave you butterflies: Grounds for Divorce by Tepre
• A fic that embodies something that you value in life: I could be wrong, I could be ready by harryromper
• A favorite AU: Antidote by goodluckgettingtosleep
• A fic you stayed up too late to finish reading: Modern Love by @tackytigerfic Not only did I stay up, I made several people in my groupchat stay up and I regret nothing.
• A fic that made you feel seen: Around You Moves by ignatiustrout
#drarry fic rec#fic rec#I have literally submitted this because it has taken me actual weeks to decide#drarry
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★ six sentence sunday ★
ages ago i was tagged by a bunch of lovely people. i'm tagging you back here cause it's been SO long, and i haven't seen one of these floating around in a while. so! @drarrymybeloved, @ronbinary, @orange-peony, @isamijoo, show me what you're working on! i'm also tagging in @academicdisasterfic, @tackytigerfic, and @softlystarstruck! this is a cut from my currently 6.4k drarry in d.c. fic, featuring two oc's i'm a little in love with, that's been sitting on my gdocs for a while. it unfortunately will sit there for a while more, because there's still three full museums for them to get through (plus the rest of american history), several hotel scenes, and the washington monument before it's done.
“Josie, are you really going to make me wait in this line just to sit in a shuttle cabin meant for children?” a voice behind them asks, and Harry tenses once again.
“Keith, you know just as well as I do that you want to sit in that shuttle cabin. I want to sit in that shuttle cabin. We’re going to sit in that shuttle cabin.” Comes the reply, in a very familiar Hogwarts-altered American accent.
“Professor Ederell?” Harry asks, as he and Draco turn, slightly incredulously, to find their Muggle Studies professor standing behind them and holding hands with a man they’ve never seen before.
“Oh! Boys! Hello.” They start, eyes widening. “Er, this is…'' they look to the man next to them, down to their tangled hands, and then back to Harry and Draco. “This is Keith. Keith, this is Harry and Draco, two of my students.”
Keith nods at them. “Going to sit in the shuttle cabin, hm?” His posture is slouched and for a moment Draco assumes he’s bored, or judgemental, or both, but when he glances past their heads to the shuttle model there’s a light in his eyes reminiscent of the manic energy Professor Ederell gets when they talk about muggle history. “Have either of you boys been to the States before?”
#cor writes#wip snip#drarry#drarry fic#harry x draco#draco x harry#draco/harry#harry/draco#h/d#hpdm#i love this fic#i love the museums#i love these ocs#almost as much as i love lyra#my black-weasley oc#josie ederell my love#keith's name may change at some point
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this week’s fics! feat. bakeries, bookshops, bisexual awakenings of the angsty and fluffy sort, wolfstar goddads being tender as hell, desi harry reconnecting with his culture, domestic drarry, a lap dance set to akon’s smack that, and more!
But That’s History by @ebbet - 54k - T
Harry Potter starts his first year as Muggle Studies Professor only to find that Draco Malfoy has been hired to teach History of Magic.
listen to me. this is one of the funniest drarry fics i've ever read. i was cackling in my bed at 2am because harry’s internal monologues throughout this fic are unhinged. insanely quotable. “what was he, a lothario” and “you were crushing me with your muscular thighs!” are lines that live rent free in my empty head. harry has never played anything cool a day in his life. there’s a faculty meeting where the teachers are planning the yule ball and debating the merits of a DJ when harry decides he must defend his muggle-music-loving honor by dancing seductively to akon’s smack that while a blushing draco loses his mind. i fucking screamed. and the best part is that in between the comedic scenes threading the overall story, you have extremely tender moments of like, padma patil helping harry become a more rooted desi by sharing their cultural traditions, harry proudly donning his sherwani. draco wrestling with his past, going to harry’s lgbtq+ club for students, being sheepish with ron and hermione. ugh, comedic writers with emotional depth are clever and talented as hell!!
Realities, Unfurling by @ebbet - 45k - M
Draco Malfoy is released from Azkaban into a changed world.
incredible collage-fic told from multiple povs. 8yrs post-war and everything’s changed. the current state of the magical world unfolds via slice-of-life snapshots from a truly stunning cast. non-binary harry whom is running a non-prof org dedicated to building tolerance and establishing equality for marginalized identities. post-prison-release draco whose life will be changed by the internet. neville’s tender relationship with blaise. andromeda’s fiercely protective mothering. remus and sirius being alive and very hot and just, the tender goddads harry deserved. cho chang being brilliant. baker pansy’s softened edges. found families abound. harry being flustered by their crush on draco and making personalized playlists on an iPod nano.
that all might sound narratively cluttered but the author more than pulls this off. glorious, start to finish.
Knead by @jovialobservationanchor (an @hd-erised fic) - 83k - E
This is not a story about Harry renovating Grimmauld Place. This is a story about coffee shops and brewpubs, about Ginny and Luna on a farm with creatures, about magical Oregon, coastal road trips, flying, friendship, and Draco Malfoy's lean arms.
cinematic. a love letter to oregon’s expansive landscapes and lively cities. it’s harry finding home in unexpected places and people. in the vast silence of rolling fields, endless coasts, and starry night skies big enough to feel like you’re adrift in space. and it’s also the lingering, intimate quiet of early mornings in a bakery, sitting on a park bench overlooking the city as you eat ice cream next to your crush. it’s harry watching ginny and luna dance and work around each other like bees. it’s the slow unfolding of harry and draco’s relationship as they fill each other’s quiet. finishing this fic is like waking from a good dream. transporting, immersive, lovely.
Harry Potter and the Bisexual Awakening by @writcraft - 20k - E
Harry is perfectly content being single, heterosexual and living in Godric's Hollow with his very clingy rescue dog, Snitch. When Draco Malfoy turns up on Harry's doorstep demanding that Harry teach him how to drive, things quickly become a lot more complicated.
first of all, i feel very seen by draco being a gay-who-can’t-drive. it’s called representation. but mostly i love the ease of harry and draco’s banter, a flustered harry discovering his sexuality, and the way this fic addresses biphobia. also very emo over this exchange: “I think I might be scared of you, but probably not for the reasons you think.”
“Yes.” Draco stares at Harry. “I think I might be scared of you too.”
Forged through flowing water by @tedahfromtayla (an @hd-erised fic) - 40k - E
When Hermione sets up a diplomatic mission to begin repairing the damage British colonisation did to Indian magical communities Harry isn’t going to pass on the opportunity to visit and help his family’s home country. Maybe he should have asked a few more questions about the personnel she had recruited for it before signing on because Malfoy surely has an ulterior motive to be there.
so much to love about this fic. the beautiful settings, from kolkata to mumbai, to the holi festival and colorful lively streets, to remote cave settlements and old intricate temples. it’s harry in the homeland, reconnecting to his family’s heritage and confronting the weight of imperialism in his history. it’s nipping the white savior complex in the bud. this part:
That is what England left behind. That is what it still stands for, despite whatever mask of respectability and honour it presents. . .You don't get to step aside and let someone else deal with the mess. You have to listen and learn and then act, Malfoy, you need to learn how to fix your own mess. This is why we're here.
my indigenous ass cheered. HP certainly sells the british fantasy but HP fanfic?? fuck jkr, fuck the crown. i love that this fic doesn’t romanticize england’s history. i love that we get to see the vast resilience and beauty of post-colonial india.
Purity Control by yrfrndfrnkly - 28k - T
In which Harry tries to ignore his trauma with fantasy Quidditch but Malfoy's Thereness™ is distracting and all his classmates want to talk about are unicorns, virginity, and Muggle music.
tender 8th year fics where they go from bristly as fuck to understanding and soft 100% guaranteed to make me emo as hell. all the teens have traumas and no one wants to talk about it but eventually Things are Talked About. it’s good of the adults to finally notice. everyone just wants someone to hold their hand. and this part: “You’re the only person around here who’s a bigger mess than I am.”
“I thought maybe we could be a mess together,”
pls don’t look at me as i weep over their gentle empathy.
Advent, a comic by dustmouth - WIP - T
It's Harry and Draco's first Christmas together and Draco is determined to live his full yuletide fantasy, come hell or high water.
dustmouth, patron saint of whimsical drarry. whose illustrations singlehandedly reinvented wizarding fashion. whose cheeky and tender comics are like a soothing balm to the utter depravity of this carnal world. harry and draco being domestic, draco’s xmas spirit brand being “traditional unhinged”!! extremely my shit. we’ll absolutely be reading this all december.
Little Spaces by @dracoladon and @lazywonderlvnd - WIP - E
Draco's back from France and working on the spell damage ward at St Mungo's with Hermione, who invites him over for dinner. Without telling Harry. This is a roleplay, which means Harry is written by one author (lazywonderland) and Draco by another (dracoladon).
the switch in distinct character voices works so well for this fic!! tonally i feel like i'm watching an episode of the office. i personally love harry and draco being Pissed Off at how much they want to bone each other. the battle of the tapenade was the most riveting dinner scene i've read in a minute. clever, hilarious, emotionally tense. can’t wait until that inevitable moment post hate-sex when they’re gonna be like “oh noooo it’s a Heart Boner as well!! >:((” hell ya we’re subscribing for chapter updates.
Dragons Don’t Know Paradise by @teacup-tai - WIP - E
In 2004, when Remus spends two scary weeks in the ITU due to complications of pneumonia and his HIV condition, Sirius walks around the house like a ghost and Harry finds comfort and strength in Draco through a chat in an online LGBT forum. Harry falls for him, but Draco has a lot of secrets and, before long, will need to come clean—even if he believes that no one is able to understand a dragon.
non-magical bookshop AU. remus and sirius’ relationship is a marvel. the ease of their affection with harry makes me so emo. draco’s friends being insistently present even as he tries to isolate himself. this is a story about acceptance, found families, and falling in love at a distance. the intimacy, the longing, the tenderness. what a fic!! i keep coming back to this part:...he looks at ease, inside his body, a body he needed to fight for. He’d made peace with his struggles and his scars. And Draco realises he wants that. He wants to be at ease inside his body, the body that now carries a virus. He wants to be at peace with his own existence.
you hurt for draco so deeply but you get moments like these where he affords himself a kindness that feels foreign and it’s just!! the boys navigating grief and learning to be vulnerable. so good.
#drarry fic rec#drarry#we live and die for desi harry aka hari poddar bc fuq jkr#a lot of soft drarrys this week but in my defense ive been reading hella angst and my depression was not finding that cute#weekly drarrys
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