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The drarry microfic server is aflame with babooshkart’s latest kitchen art. Also, the Harry and his tattoos within the kitchen.
We humbly request a microfic that includes breakfast in bed, a sausage pun, and maybe Draco falling out of bed trying to keep eyes on Harry’s magnificent backside.
We humbly thank thee, House of Fake.
I’m fkn crying y’all are too funny 😂 💕 sorry this isn’t really micro, but I had to try to do it justice. Check that mouthwatering Mrs. Fake art 😍
“I asked for sausage.”
“We’re out of sausage,” Harry said, grinning at his petulant, pouting lover, who was barely visible under his mountain of pillows. Harry saw a narrowed grey eye and a tuft of blond hair. He set the tray down on the middle of the bed. “You get bacon.”
“Why are you wearing an apron?” Draco asked, his voice still rough from sleep.
“To protect the sausage,” Harry replied, smirking. Draco groaned in exasperation, throwing two fluffy pillows at him. Harry batted them away, snickering.
“That was horrible,” Draco grumbled. Harry could hear the poorly-hidden smile in it; he felt it mirrored on his own face. “And you didn’t even bring tea, you utter brute.”
“My tray is only so big,” Harry chuckled, then turned away to retrieve the tea from the luxurious kitchen on the other side of their bright, spacious loft. He smiled to himself. Ours.
He didn’t make it past the table before he was startled by a heavy thump and a loud, indignant squawk. Harry whirled around in alarm, only to see a tangle of pale, gangly limbs in a pile of duvet, puddled on the floor next to their bed. Draco groaned from somewhere within the lump of linens.
“This is your fault,” Draco said, the sound muffled by cloth and down feathers.
Harry tried very hard not to laugh. “You falling out of bed is my fault, Draco?” His voice shook, his lips pressed together to hold it in.
“Harry,” Draco whinged. Some movement among the heap of white, then Draco’s face popped out from the top, his cheeks flushed bright red. He looked like the cherry on top of a mound of cream. Harry bit down on his own fist, but the laughter was bubbling up out of his throat, irrepressible.
Draco pouted again. “I don’t want tea, and I don’t want bacon, you bloody idiot. I want breakfast.”
Harry’s hand held the apron over his stomach, his muscles aching from suppressing his laughter. “Draco, you’ll eat what I made you—”
Draco growled in frustration and stood, clumsily extracting himself from his cloud-like prison. Harry’s eyes widened as he strode purposefully over to the kitchen, nude and irresistible, his eyes heated and annoyed and fixed on Harry alone.
“I’ll eat what I want, Potter,” he purred, biting down on Harry’s lower lip, turning Harry’s giggle into a gasp. He turned Harry around and bent him shamelessly over the table.
“Oh,” Harry said, “oh,” as Draco’s lips met the base of his spine, then lower. “Alright, then, you’re in charge of breakf—fuck.”
‘Long live king Laurent of Vere!’
Yes! Okay! I thought I’d never draw a fanart for Captive Prince but here I am proved wrong yet another time;) So here it is our precious son in all his shining glory:)
But! I’ve not read The adventures of Charls the Veretian cloth merchant yet (just excerpts here on tumblr):< So here is the deal: if you buy me an e-book (at the moment I don’t have a convenient way of purchasing it) I’ll draw you your favourite character from Captive Prince^^ sooooooo anyone interested? (write me a pm)
hi! sorry if you reced this already but do you know any fics with older drarry? like when they're in their late 30s-40s-50s or even older :) thank you for all that you do!
Hi anon, thank you! Love this trope, I’ve read a few amazing fics and I’m ready to read more! Hope you like these. I also suggest checking the HP Golden Age archive!
Won't You Stay By My Side by @gracerene09 (2015, E, 2k)
Harry needs to convince Draco that he is too old to continue his dangerous job as an Investigative Journalist.
Love Me Right by @unmistakablyoatmeal (2018, E, 3k)
They’re far too old to be mucking about with secret relationships, but neither of them feel like dealing with their families reactions, and frankly, the sneaking around is kind of hot.
Grounding Harry by @nerdherderette (2018, M, 4.5k)
Harry’s in his fifties, and it’s looking like it’s time to retire from professional Quidditch. Draco sets out to remind Harry that he will always be a star in his eyes.
Where you go, I follow. by @digthewriter (2020, G, 6k)
Rivals in their thirties and friends in their fifties— what does turning 60 have in store for these two wizards?
Tonight’s the Night (Gonna Be Alright) by @pineau-noir (2020, E, 9k)
Sex is hard to come by when you're 40 and have kids.
Night Changes by @writcraft (2017, E, 10k)
Draco and Harry have spent years dancing around one another, but Potter’s straight and married. Until one day he isn’t.
The Weight of a Wanting Heart by @femmequixotic (2014, E, 12k)
After nearly two decades hidden away in the Wiltshire countryside, Draco Malfoy’s surprised to see a familiar face come into his local.
Once Upon A Time, Yesterday by Femme (2009, E, 22k)
“You've always been obsessed with Malfoy, Harry. That should probably tell you something."
No Fury by Meri (2010, E, 24k)
After years of avoiding Draco Malfoy, Auror Harry Potter is forced into a situation where he can't anymore.
The Sinner’s Redemption by oldenuf2nb (2019, E, 55k)
When Headmaster, Harry Potter, loses his Potions Professor - is he willing to fight the system to employ the one person he knows will excel in the position?
A Sword Laid Aside by @korlaena (2018, E, 128k)
When Draco’s cover is blown during a deep undercover operation and the Ministry is compromised, Ron takes Draco to the only safe place he can think of—Potter.
By the Grace by @letteredlettered (2020, T, 140k)
Harry is an Auror instructor. Malfoy wants to be an Auror.
Turn!verse by Saras_Girl (2013, E, 315k)
One good turn always deserves another. Apparently.