Hey, Idk If You’re Taking Prompts Rn, But I Was Wondering If You Could Write Something Where Draco

Hey, idk if you’re taking prompts rn, but I was wondering if you could write something where Draco was raised by Sirius, or Sirius and Lupin? Like Narcissa gives baby Draco to Sirius bc she doesn’t want him raised by death eaters (or maybe doesn’t want him raised by an abusive Lucius if it’s a no Voldemort au), and it’s drarry with Draco having a protective dad au? This is def in part inspired by your Weasley!Draco fic that I’m obsessed w rn 😬

“Draco,” Sirius says.

“No.” Draco says firmly.

“Draco,”

“Dad, I swear to Merlin-”

“Leave him alone, Sirius,” Remus laughs from the kitchen, where he’s baking cookies. “When he’s ready to admit it to himself, he will.”

“I don’t need to admit anything to myself!” Draco says, face burning. Sirius is sitting upside down on their couch, grinning brightly at their son. “I don’t like Harry!”

“Yes, you do,” Both of his dads say, Remus much more calmly than Sirius.

“Come on,” Sirius rolls his eyes. “You’ve been moping all summer!”

Draco’s face heats further.

“I wasn’t moping!” He defends feebly, pulling at the frayed hem of his jumper. He’s wearing soft pajama bottoms and a jumper Harry gifted him when they were twelve. It’s been four years, and it still fits him too big.

“Oh, you were so definitely moping,” Sirius rolls his eyes with a smirk. “You spent hours waiting for his owl-”

“Did not!” Draco exclaims.

“Here, try this.” Remus has come into the living room holding a tray of cookies, and he hands Sirius a small piece and Draco another; he took it up as a way to relax before the full moon when they adopted Draco. He seemed to have a special radar for whenever Remus was in a bad mood, and he cried like mad - which did not help at all - until it got better, leaving him no other option but to find something that made him happy quick.

“It’s good,” Sirius says immediately, mouth full. “More?”

“No,” Remus says, putting the tray on the counter and sitting on the couch next to his husband. “They’re for my students.”

Draco gives his father his best imploring look. “I’m your student.”

Remus throws him an amused, exasperated look. “My summer students.”

He teaches Defense against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts; in the summers, he teaches art and science in kindergarden. Sirius is the coach of the Quidditch Little League year-round, has been for years now, since he opened the kindergarden. He does it in the summer, too, since they have a summer camp.

Draco’s spent the better part of the mornings helping them take care of the kids, since Harry and his parents had gone to a holiday in Rome. The afternoons, he’s been spending at Hermione’s house, and the weekends with his uncle Regulus in his tattoo parlour.

He’s the best tattoo artist in magical England, and though both of his dads have tattoos of their own, they haven’t given him permission to get one until he’s eighteen. Draco’s anxiously waiting.

“No fair,” Draco pouts.

Sirius mirrors the pout. “We’re your husband and son, and you don’t want to give us cookies? Cruel, Moony, plain cruel.”

Remus rolls his eyes fondly at their antics, and summons two cookies from the kitchen to give to them, which immediately makes them smirk. “You’re both spoiled.”

Neither Draco nor Sirius bother denying it.

“Come on,” Remus says. “You need to get ready for tonight or we’re going to be late.”

Sirius hums and stands, making his way to their bedroom; they’re invited to Fleur and Bill Weasley’s engagement party - Draco can’t go because it’s in a bar he can’t get into, since he’s underage - and Draco’s planning to spend the night watching muggle films on their telly. The only reason they have one is because they live in Muggle London - Draco’s never particularly understood why - and, although he can imagine the city to be more boring than magical ones, it’s his home.

Remus follows Sirius down the hall. Draco begins to flip through their film collection, and he’s trying to choose what to watch tonight, when the bell rings.

Draco frowns; he’s not expecting anyone - he’s literally in the oldest clothes he owns - and neither are his dads, that he knows of. It must be Alex, looking for their cat again. They’ve only had the cat for three months, but Draco’s already made friends with Alex because of how often it’s gotten lost.

“I haven’t seen Mrs. Fluffington, Alex,” He calls while he opens the door; insead of staring at Alex’s pale face and lavender hair, he finds himself staring at a deep red shirt.

“I’m not Alex,” He freezes momentarily at the voice, before looking up - and up, and up - and straight into Harry’s handsome face.

He looks him up and down a few times.

“This is fucking ridiculous,” Draco says, irritated.

“Watch your mouth,” Sirius says as he passes by, which make’s Draco’s face twist in embarrassment. He hadn’t thought before speaking.

Harry laughs.

“It’s not ridiculous,” He says. “It’s normal.”

“It’s not normal to have grown half a meter over the summer!” Draco says. He’s not used to having to strain his neck to look up at Harry; he’s not used to having to look up at Harry at all. He’s always been shorter than Draco is!

“It’s not my fault you haven’t grown at all,” Harry says with a cheeky smirk. Draco’s cheeks heat, and he sticks his tongue out at Harry. “Isn’t that the jumper I got you when we were twelve?”

Draco wrinkles his nose - he’d pleaded Harry wouldn’t remember that the second he’d opened the door - and says, “No.”

“It is,” Sirius says, from inside. “He sleeps in it.”

Draco turns beet red and Harry grins smugly.

“When did you get back anyway?” Draco asks, dying to change the subject. He moves out of the way, and Harry takes that as the invitation that it is and walks in. “And why didn’t you tell me?”

“This evening,” Harry says. Draco shuts the door behind him while Harry greets Sirius and Remus. “I thought we could have a movie night. My parents are going to Bill’s and Fleur’s party, too.”

“Of course,” Draco swallows.

He wants to go change, but it’s a bit pointless now; plus, it’s not like Harry’s never seen him in his pajamas. They sleep at each other’s regularly, but now… well, Draco hoped that if Harry came back from a month without seeing him and Draco looked dashingly good - he has no idea how he hoped to achieve that, if his entire closet is made up of soft jumpers and muggle jeans, except for his dad’s old leather jacket - maybe he’d magically develop a thing for him, like Draco most definitely has for him.

It is hopeless now; Harry has already realized he’s just the same old Draco.

“Well kids, we’re heading out,” Sirius claps Harry on the back and then kisses Draco’s cheek. Remus does the same. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“There’s nothing you wouldn’t do,” Draco tells him.

He hears Sirius’s laughter even after they close the door.

“So,” He says, awkwardly.

“How was your summer?” Harry asks, sitting on the couch, cross-legged.

“Fine,” Draco says. “I helped my dads at the Kindergarden. How was yours?”

“Rome was gorgeous,” Harry says. He’s grinning. “I brought you something.”

“Oh?” Draco hopes he doesn’t sound as nervous as he feels. He walks over to the couch and sits across from Harry stiffly.

“Yeah.” Harry says. He searches his pockets, and then hands Draco a small box. “Open it.”

Draco looks wary as he does so, but, when he does, his expression turns to amazement.

“Harry,” He says. “What is this?”

He’s looking up at the cieling, where thousands of tiny stars are shining, some brighter than the others.

“They were selling them in Rome,” Harry says. “Look at that,” he points to a set of specially shiny stars. “That’s Draco. The constellation. I thought you’d like it.”

Draco stares at him, eyes wide.

“If you don’t, I can take it back,” Harry says nervously. “I mean, I can’t, but I can keep it. I didn’t want to - is it too much?”

Draco swallows. “No,” He says. “It’s perfect. I love it.”

I love you.

Harry grins. “Good. What are we watching?”

As he reads film titles out loud, Draco swears to himself he’s going to work up the nerve to tell Harry how he feels about him.

Some day.

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marigoldbuzzing

10 months ago

I hate when people criticize magical girl anime for having long transformation scenes. "so the enemies just wait for them?" have you ever considered that something can be beautiful without needing to serve a purpose or make sense in a literal scenario 💔

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marigoldbuzzing

1 year ago

Who is it?

KNOCK KNOCK Yoojin: [opens the door] Dokja? Shouldn't you be at the suicide club? Dokja: Meeting's cancelled. One of our members is getting married. Yoojin: I thought Gongja got married last month. Dokja: It's a different one this time. You wouldn't know them. Anyway, did you guys hear the news? Some psycho's running around destroying the city. Cale: [closing his eyes and reclining on his rocking chair] Not my problem. Yoojin: [tapping on his phone] Oh, good! Someone's live streaming it. [The fourth wall is shaking faintly] Yoojin: Ack. Sorry. Dokja: It's fine. Yoojin: Ahem... H-here, let me bring the volume up. Nameless Instagrammer: [sounds of explosion] Holy ■■■■! Did you see that?! A whole building just collapsed! [phone shakes violently as they begin to run] ■■■■■. This swordsman's ■■■■■■■■ crazy... Trio: [instantly becomes hyperalert] Nameless Instagrammer: Bet he has a ton of fans though. Lots of shallow ■■■■■■■ in the world. It's me. I'm ■■■■■■■. [pauses to evade a flying debris] My friend managed to take a picture of him while he was demolishing her school, but- what? [reading the comments] No? I can't show you right now 'cause I'm trying not to die. Anyway, he's insanely good-looking. Like. Waaay handsome. Cale: [sags in relief] Dokja and Yoojin: [anxiety intensifies] Cale: By any chance... did either of you forget to inform your group of your whereabouts, too? Dokja: [hurriedly typing out a group text to his nebula] Not me. I'm not that stupid. Yoojin: Yoohyunie was in a dungeon, but I stuck a message on the fridge before I left... [shakes his head sharply] No. No way. That can't be Yoohyunie. Dokja: How can you be so sure? He many not be as han- Cale: [casts a shield around himself] Dokja: ... as much of a handful as Joonghyuk, but he's a [lowers his voice to a mutter] handsome swordsman, too. Yoojin: [pretends he didn't notice to keep his body count from rising and just shrugs] Because Yoohyunie promised. I told him after the mess in Hong Kong that if he wiped out another city again, I wouldn't hug him for a week. Cale: Okay. Let's pretend there's nothing wrong with what you said for a second. What about that monster pet you told us about that likes to eat everything? Dokja: Yeah. What if it ate the note? Yoojin: Chir- Nameless Instagrammer:Holy ■■■■■■■ ■■■■, he's here. The Swordsman: CALE-NIIIM Cale: [rushes out of the room] SONOFA-

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marigoldbuzzing

1 year ago

When Leo and Usagi start dating

Raph:

Is suspicious of Usagi bc how many Yōkai have they met that HAVEN’T at some point attacked Leo?

Will stare down Usagi whenever Leo leaves the room (Usagi, the poor boy, doesn’t realize what’s happening and just smiles at Raph like :D)

Gave Usagi THE TALK. (If you even think about doing anything to hurt Leo I will personally END YOU.)

Gives Leo a talk. (If that guy does anything to you I’m gonna hurt him.)

Warms up to Usagi after a while.

Usagi nicks his hand on something and Raph helps Usagi put a bandaid on it.

Usagi is now brother number five.

Donnie:

Worried at first but gets used to the idea of Leo dating pretty quickly.

Does not interact with the rabbit man.

Overprotective of Leo but more subtly than Raph.

Definitely has plans if Usagi does anything to make Leo upset. ( >:3 )

Tells Usagi he could do better than Leo(as a joke ofc)

Kinda protective of Leo but not as much as Raph, he’s worried that if it doesn’t work out Leo will be sad

Usagi goes into Donnie’s lab looking for Leo and asks what Donnie’s working on, Donnie launches into a monologue, and Usagi sits there. Listening eagerly. Asking good questions.

Donnie loves Usagi now. They often talk about Donnie’s latest projects.

Donnie encourages Leo to “keep him” on a regular basis.

Mikey:

Heard about Usagi the first time and lit up.

“Is he cute? Do you really like him? Is he coming over?”

Welcomes Usagi into the lair immediately.

Often invites Usagi over for dinner.

Makes Usagi breakfast when he stays the night.

Goes to Run Of The Mill to see Usagi at work/bring him lunch.

Gives Usagi advice on how to woo Leo even more.

Convinces Raph that Usagi is nice and he wouldn’t hurt Leo if his life depended on it.

April:

“Lmao I knew you were a furry”

Pretty chill. Doesn’t hate Usagi but doesn’t absolutely love him.

will help with anything if she’s asked to.

encourages Leo to go for it when he’s nervous.

imagine having a cheerleader that just sat on her phone and occasionally went “woo go team you got this”

Splinter:

“YOU HAVE A WHAT?!”

”I am calm now, my son. Just make sure he is not a spider.” (Cue Leo texting Usagi at 3am like “Arw you a spidwr????”)

His son is so grown up.

His boyfriend is so nice.

”I want grandchildren.”

Draxum!

“Aren’t you a little young to be dating?”

Doesnt like the idea of one of his kids the turtles dating.

Definitely intimidates Usagi

The betrayal when Raph starts liking Usagi

Helps Donnie with his plan to get revenge on Usagi if Usagi hurts Leo.

Only starts trusting Usagi after Mikey tells him that Usagi is nice.

just so y’all know, I do read the tags and change things I feel that are better than what I initially put. Your input makes me happy!

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marigoldbuzzing

1 year ago

Eckhart siblings dynamic

Yvonne: *poking Penelope's cheek* Penny? Hey Penny?

Penelope: What...?! *Literally just woke up in the middle of the night*

Yvonne: I had a nightmare...

Penelope: And how the f*ck is that my problem??

Yvonne: Can I sleep with you? Please?

Penelope: ...

*Agressive knocking on Reynold's door*

Penelope: Reynold open the f*ck up!!

Reynald: Is literally three in the morning, what the f*ck do you wan—

Penelope and Yvonne: *holding hands while both having a pillow under their arms and a blanket in their hands*

Reynald: ....

Penelope: Your sister had a nightmare and if I have to deal with her bullshit you have to deal with her bullshit too *already shoving Yvonne into his bed*

Reynald: Derrick wake up! *violently shaking him*

Derrick:: Reynold Eckhart, what on earth do you wan—?! *Sees Yvonne holding into Reynold's sleeve while also holding Penelope's hand* ...

Reynald: Yvonne had a nightmare and decided do bring Penelope along, so now is your problem too

Derrick: I can't deal with this right now...

Derrick: Father, wake up *lightly shaking the Duke*

Duke: Derrick what—

*All of his grown ass children holding each other hands or sleeves and kind of swinging due to being sleepy*

Duke: I have... I have so many questions...

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marigoldbuzzing

1 year ago