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“In the silence of our gaze, a universe of words is spoken."
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JEKIFJFJEKIAEKDKJRDJFITIOEJHRNHCJSOPSLJEJLJSIOWKEHIIE IM SO OVERWHELMED
I love them and I love you and I love Recursion and @tessacrowley I’m an absolute puddle this is incredible THANK YOU 👏🥹♥️🤩
I KNOW I said the last one was the last Recursion fan art, but @drarrymyheart commissioned me to do the quantum entanglement scene and I came out of hiding to do it because LOOK AT THEM 😭😭😭
based on the fic Recursion by @tessacrowley ❤️
#LOOK AT THEM#I CANT EVEN BREATHE#drarry fanart#Recursion by Tessa Crowley#tessacrowley#recursion#drarry art#drarry fic#drarry fanfiction#phantasmagoria#itsphantasmagoria#Phantasmagoria does it again
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Sirius: So how’s fatherhood treating you?
Regulus: Good. I didn’t expect this much crying, though
Remus: Don’t worry, Reg, it’s normal for babies
Regulus: What? No, Harry is fine. I was talking about James
James, sobbing from the nursery: I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!
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Hi Liv, what are your favourite “they finally kissed” scenes
Thank you
Hi anon! Oh I love this ask, I’m such a sucker for first kiss scenes 🤌🏼 Here are some that live rent free in my head, all these fics are masterclasses in anticipation/payoff. Highly recommend!
Here’s the Pencil, Make it Work by ignatiustrout (M, 49k)
"I think you're so fit, Harry Potter. I meant that about the snow suiting you. You've got really lovely eyes."
"Oh," says Harry, heart kick starting again, pounding hard in his chest.
"Tell me a secret back," says Malfoy, fingers reaching out to, inexplicably, turn Harry's head towards him and touch his scar. Malfoy's fingers are touching him so gently, and he's smiling in his silly lopsided way, and he thinks Harry's fit with lovely eyes. Harry's drunk, and he wants him so much.
"I want you," he whispers.
"Oh," says Malfoy. His eyes flick to Harry's lips, and then back up to his eyes.
Modern Love by @tackytigerfic (E, 61k)
Draco’s still laughing when he steps closer. “The first kiss is important,” he says. “It’s how we’ll know if we’re… compatible.” He lifts his hand, slides it along the soft, sensitive skin just under Harry’s jaw, into Harry’s hair. He tugs, gently, pulling Harry’s head back just a fraction.
“It might be awful,” Harry says, trying for solemn, but even he can hear the low gritty sound of need in his own voice. “This might all be a huge mistake.”
Draco’s fingers tighten in Harry’s hair, and he leans in. “It might be awful,” he agrees, and Harry clutches at him then, digs his fingers into the clean tapering lines of his hips. Through Draco’s shirt, he can feel the solid shift of muscle as Draco shivers under his hands.
“It’s not going to be awful,” Harry says, and Draco answers low and desperate, “It’s going to be so fucking good.”
The Compact by astolat (E, 64k)
Draco had his hand gripped tight in Harry’s hair. “Why did you come?” he demanded again. He shut his eyes and shuddered as Harry moved on him, and then dragged his head down and kissed him. He held their foreheads together: they were sweating despite the chill, bodies straining against each other. “Why did you come to me?” he said again, a murmur, going low and almost tender, and Harry groaned against the bare skin of his shoulder and gave up the true answer, the one fighting to come out of him. “You’re my king,” he said, raw, and Draco breathed out one long satisfied sigh, shuddering beneath him.
Little Compton Street by @writcraft (E, 65k)
The strains of music filter into the space around them and Harry tips his head, listening. The smile on his face widens. “I’ve been speaking to the DJ. I wanted them to play a song, that’s why I came looking for you.”
“What song?” Even as he asks the question, Draco already knows the answer.
“Life on Mars.” Harry puts his hand on the wall next to Draco’s head, his gaze dropping to Draco’s lips. “Bowie.”
By the Grace by lettered (T, 140k)
Malfoy was desperate for this kiss, Harry realized. He had been desperate for it forever, if those things he had said were true—those things about his cells and his Pensieve and living on just a glance for weeks—and weeks—Harry gave it to him. He wanted to give him everything. He wanted to reach down inside of Malfoy with his tongue and hands and body and take away sad memories of loving and not being loved, replaced them with memories of this kiss. Harry didn’t regret not having loved Malfoy earlier; he only regretted the pain those memories must hold for Malfoy.
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I don’t really post doodles or do digital but I was having fun with this one.
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Outside, people talked. Whispered. They all knew someone was there.
There, with Harry Potter.
Draco wished they knew it was him. How he’d made Harry shiver beneath him, how Harry had pressed him against the mattress. He wanted all of them to hear his name coming out in between gasps for air from their saviors’ mouth. And the way Harry’s name became his prayer the night before.
Draco wanted Harry’s kisses tattooed on his skin and the bruises to burn everyone elses. A throbbing reminder of how he’d felt when Harry pushed in.
But at the same time, Draco didn’t want anyone to know. That Harry had a sweet spot in his inner thighs and when Draco kissed him there the boy melted. That Harry didn’t know how to go slow and Draco had to pin his arms down and take control just so Harry could breath in relief. Or that Harry kissed so deeply, gave himself away so fully that Draco feared someone else would take him away from him.
Jealousy coiled in Draco’s stomach just from the thought of someone else seeing Harry right that moment, on top of him, sleeping peacefully and completely vulnerable.
When Harry’s lips touched his chest some time later, a sleepy smile taking form, Draco wasn’t ready to meet those eyes yet.
‘Morning’
It was out of his control. He had to reach out and cup Harry’s face like that, bring their lips together slowly, kiss him like nothing else mattered.
‘Morning’ his voice came out weakly once they parted. They stayed there, close enough for Harry to give Draco small kisses one after the other without even having to lean closer. The whispers filling the room were more intense now, right behind Harry’s thick bed curtains.
Guessing the Muffliato they’d cast the night before had probably worned out, Draco eyed Harry hoping the other would understand the question in his eyes. Harry smiled again and whispered in Draco’s right ear, so quietly he knew no one else would be able to hear his words but him.
‘We don’t owe them anything’
It hit Draco what it meant for them. What it meant for Harry Potter to love Draco Malfoy and choose not to care if the world approved it or not. Harry gave him that wide, infuriating smile that could brighten the whole room before straddling Draco’s hips. The Gryffindor flame was there before he could process what he was doing.
‘What are you waiting for, Malfoy?’
Harry’s voice filled the room.
Now they knew. Soon everyone would.
And Draco couldn’t be happier.
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pov: you’re harry being born to a bunch of 21 year olds
their thoughts and doodles below the cut <3
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you are under arrest!
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lmao this is so embarrassing … all i can think about lately is drarry
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almost forgot I’ve had this one hanging around - young auror harry potter
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Remember that time your friend made an illegal concoction in the toilets at school and you all voluntarily drank it? Yeah those were good times.
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