Me before going to sleep: I’m gonna read only one fic and it’s going to be a little one, so I’m going to sleep early tonight.
Also me: OMG this ff of 490 pages with fake/pretend relationship, slow born, friends to lover, smut, agnst plot is incredible interesting! I’m gonna start it now but I’m not going to finish it tonight.
My brain: Sweetheart don’t do it, you will regret it later.
Also my brain at 3:00 am: *at page 326* Keep going you almost finished it!
Soo…I’m back now ✨
I’ve been so incredibly busy with life that I hardly had time to draw these boys anymore, but hopefully this summer I’ll be back to posting more regularly
See you all again for Season Two!!
Growing up, Draco reads a lot about Harry Potter in the papers and at six years old, decides he’s going to marry him. When he announces his plans to his parents, Narcissa tries to explain that six year olds can’t get married and “buying” Harry Potter for Christmas just isn’t an option.
Lucius is only half listening, too absorbed in his reading and simply replies, ‘of course, darling. You can have as many Harry Potters as you want.’
writing isn’t just writing. writing is researching topics for hours because you’re trying to write a character who’s smarter than you. writing is reading books in the genre you write as much as possible. writing is daydreaming of plot lines in your free time so that when you sit down to write you actually know what you want to say. writing is journals of scribbles of ideas you don’t want to forget. writing is deleting scenes that you love but don’t fit the story. writing is so much more than just a word count.
Vampire Draco XD
LISTEN YOU… I WASN’T SUPPOSED TO BE THE ONE WRITING THIS GOD DAMMIT! Tagging @violetclarity for inciting shit too. :D
Word count: 200
Harry sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose for what felt like the 20th time this month. Today was supposed to be a normal day, his day for paperwork and non-magical nonsense. So when his eyes fell on Draco, sitting as casually as possible in Harry’s office chair, Harry knew his day was done.
“What did you do this time?” Harry sighed, waving his hands in a way that indicated Draco should get the fuck out of his chair.
“I asked a wizard if he knew what I was….”
Harry looked at Draco quizzically. “What’s wrong with that?”
Draco sighed and reached into his pocket, pulling out a handful of glitter. Harry stared, already knowing where this was going but really hoping it wasn’t.
“Draco… Please tell me you didn’t.”
“….I did.”
Harry let his head fall to his desk, hands pulling out his hair in hard tugs.
“But- But, just listen! It was going great, I was broody and reciting poetry. He was totally hooked.”
“And then…?”
“And then I threw glitter in his face.”
“Draco, what the actual fuck? That’s not even… The vampire in that book fucking actually sparkles. Like “diamonds”… He doesn’t throw sparkles.“
“Oooooh….”
Draco: The masculine urge to kiss your enemy while you are fighting with him.
Blaise:
Theo:
Crabbe:
Goyle:
Theo: No one has that urge.
with difficulty and whilst cringing
how do ppl actually read things on wattpad?
Seems accurate
Lucius: I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again Draco could’ve done better but there is clearly nothing I can do about that now.
Harry: Geez Lucy, that was quite big of you to say.
Lucius, ignores nickname: I am still incredibly glad to pass on the role as the powerful male in Draco’s life.
Harry, confused: Um, thanks.
Lucius, pulls out bottle of whiskey: Be prepared to listen to all his problems and have to fix every minor obstacle he faces *hands over whiskey and walks away*
Harry, still confused: Well, that was odd.
*Three weeks after wedding*
Draco, who has been ranting for about three hours:…and then Lucile took MY patient even though I clearly told her to back off, so I need you to like “vanquish” her or whatever you do, next there is Marvin who steals people’s lunc…
Harry, reaching for the whiskey and chanting internally: please be poisoned, please be poisoned, please be poisoned, please be poisoned, please be poisone…
it’s a problem
Harry x Deku