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my-castles-crumbling · 12 hours
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My wife (ao3) has gone to war (is down) and I don't know if she'll ever return home again (the wonderful people at ao3 are working diligently to bring it back up ASAP). I don't know if I'll ever recover (I'll be fine) but I'm being very brave about it (I am NOT being brave).
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2024.03.26
Complete fics posted on AO3 this day
1. Anything You Wish For by corazon_san [E, 27k] 💗
►Draco’s eyes stay down. He’s not sure what’s bigger between his shame and his guilt, but it doesn’t matter. He’s done too much; he’s hurt too many. He deserves all the pain he’s feeling. Someone is determined to prove him wrong.
2. it's a possibility to live without lips by solifuge [T, 1k]
►Too long has passed for you to still be carrying that weight. [...]
3. Smart Brevity by @lucifergraced [E, 3k]
►It was smart, fucking Harry Potter in their shared office. Draco was just getting it out of his system. Never to be examined again. Smart. Quick. Over with… right?
4. Too Much by omgjustletmeread123 [E, 2k]
►After their eighth year exams are over, Harry decides to reward Draco with an intense scene.
5. What You’ll Sorely Miss by MsVortex [G, 1k]  *typo
►When Hermione is called into the headmaster’s office she does not expect to be chosen as the person Viktor would miss most. More shocking is the revelation that Harry’s person is supposed to be Draco Malfoy. For the first time, she agrees with the Slytherin on anything outside academics. This doesn't make any sense.
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duchessdulce · 18 hours
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Draco frowned and thumbed at the hem of his jumper. His throat worked. Then he said, in a very careful voice, “Are you fucking with me?”
“What?” Harry said.
“It would be a new level of creativity for you,” Draco said, “and - and crueler than you usually are, though obviously I’m aware that I’ve deserved it, over the years. But if you are, I just wanted to let you know that it’s been very successful and you can leave off now.”
Harry moved across the room very slowly. It was so dark, and he wanted to see Draco’s face better, map out the new details he was suddenly paying attention to. Draco looked up when Harry was a foot away. Harry said, “I’m not fucking with you.”
— Nice Things, by Aideomai
This is the softest, sweetest, best comfort fic ever. Almost no angst. It’s like a warm hug.
8th year Hogwarts fluff fic.
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"Don't move," Harry whispers in his ear urgently, gripping Draco's hips to prevent him from standing from Harry's lap.
Confused, Draco shifts in Harry's lap to look at him. That's when he feels something hard and familiar brushing the underside of his thigh.
"Fuck," Harry mumbles at the friction. "Just give me a minute."
Draco smirks and turns back to the group, knowing his expression is probably giving himself away but he couldn't care less. He's too busy thinking about the ways he would be giving himself away to Harry behind the closed doors of his bedroom later that evening.
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dewitty1 · 3 days
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He Comes Like a Thunderstorm
korlaena @korlaena
Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Relationship: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, Original Muggle Character(s) Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Fuckbuddies, Creature Fic, Incubus Draco Malfoy, Dragonologist Harry Potter, Hate Sex, Rough Sex, Casual Sex, Manhandling, Dirty Talk, Choking, Spanking, Overstimulation, Light Bondage, Light Dom/sub, Dom Harry Potter, Switching, Lots of Sex, Past Sexual Assault, past sexual dysfunction, Mentions of Past Abuse From Dursleys and Lucius, Smoking, Drinking, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Jealousy , Accidental Bonding, Misunderstandings, Panic Attack, False Accusations, Angst with a Happy Ending Language: English Collections: Fandom Trumps Hate 2020 Published: 2021-12-01 Completed: 2021-11-30 Words: 140,147
Summary:
Draco is doing his best to balance the life he wants to live and the life he’s forced to live. He’s nearing the tail-end of a long, post-war probation when Harry Potter crashes back into his life with all the grace of a charging Erumpent, breaking through his carefully constructed rules and routine. Caught up in a whirlwind of sex and lust, Potter unwittingly shows Draco that his life as an Incubus doesn’t have to be as lonely and unfulfilling as he thought, but how long can it last?
(੭ˊ͈ ꒵ˋ͈)੭*⁺˚. * ・ 。゚☆
 
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The moment was weighty with meaning. There was an uncharacteristically skittish look in Draco’s eyes as the song played softly between them, reciting the last few months of Harry’s life in verse as if it had been written about him.
It had to have meaning, yet Harry filled with nerves as each bar of music rolled on. After months of denying and pushing down his feelings while trying not to read into anything Draco did, it was a terrifying bridge to cross.
The curve of Draco’s neck caught his eye. His jugular was visibly pulsing with the same rapid, nervous beat drumming in Harry’s. It settled his swimming stomach to see evidence that he felt the lyrics as sharply as Harry.
Harry gathered his courage and pulled them closer, leaning forward and dropping his eyes to Draco’s lips. He stopped well before they would touch, looking to Draco’s shadowed eyes with a question.
A trail of magic followed Draco’s hand as it slid up Harry’s arm, landing behind his shoulder. Draco pulled Harry closer as he leaned the rest of the way in. The warm light from the fireplace below threw his face into soft shadows, and the air was charged with anticipation.
Draco’s warm breath ghosted over his lips, and his nose softly bumped Harry’s. Within a second that stretched on like an eternity, they breathed in that same electric excitement buzzing in the air between them. Then Draco’s warm lips pressed to Harry’s.
His body flashed hot and cold. His heart felt like it was gearing up to jump out of his chest, and perhaps his fluttering stomach would fly off with it. He shut his eyes tight against the physical and emotional whirlwind happening inside him.
The kiss was like none other. Harry didn’t know how to classify it. He thought he’d felt the heights of pleasure with Draco, but he was wrong. They’d done nearly everything else they wanted with each other, checking off kinks and curiosities like marking off points of interest on a map during a road trip.
A single press of Draco’s soft lips to his, a curl of his hair tickling Harry’s temple, and their feet tangled together had his heart swelling and breaking through all his carefully erected barriers. Affection burst out like a caged animal feeling the sun on its skin for the first time.
A quiet whine rose up his throat, unintentional and unstoppable as his body shivered with surges of magic and his head swam with hope.
“Harry,” Draco breathed against his lips, soft and trembling with need. In it Harry heard everything he’d been unwilling to hear.
Harry pulled him closer and pressed another kiss to his lips, then another and another. Draco rolled half on top of him, his hands moving like he couldn’t decide which part of Harry he wanted to hold onto—clinging to his shoulders, squeezing his waist, gripping his hair, then finally holding his face in both hands so he could keep him in place as he laid kiss upon kiss on him.
Harry slipped his arms around him and hugged around his waist, squeezing their bodies together. Fingers dug into hot flesh and magic flared under his skin, hot and cold and right.
Draco pushed his tongue into Harry’s mouth, and he couldn’t have held back his moan if he wanted to. Draco moaned back as their tongues twisted together and lips opened and closed against each other, sucking and biting and tasting each other in the one way they’d never permitted themselves before.
Harry rolled fully onto his back, pulling Draco the rest of the way on top of him, filling his senses entirely with Draco. He was everywhere—the weight on his body, the magic under his skin, the sweet scent in his nose, and the taste on his lips. Harry felt drunk on him.
They kissed, and they kissed, then they kissed some more.
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handledwithgloves · 2 days
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umm, i wrote a story…
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it is rated explicit so minors dni 🔞
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holygnocchi · 7 months
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Harry & Draco by the incomparable @ivmaruva 🖤
I commissioned this piece with not a single note of direction beyond "Drarry" and this is what she created!!! 😍 The clutching and grasping between them in this piece absolutely sends me into orbit.
Tell me....what's the story behind it?
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immortalthings · 4 months
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When ur on the asexual spectrum and you want to read fanfiction with fluff but have to scroll past the smut
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garforprongs · 5 months
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my cover art for Mirror of Ecidyrue 🫶 I didn’t rlly dedicate the themes to one specific book despite the title, just wanted to have some fun.
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popcornhee · 7 months
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@imdamagecontrol 's drarry from her fic "i have found what you are like" hihi
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storiestoldbytime · 9 months
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The Ordeal of Being Known
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And The Rewards of Being Loved
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my-castles-crumbling · 4 months
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Too excited to see what y'all think.
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2024.03.25
Complete fics posted on AO3 this day
1. Fraternizing With the Enemy by @hsvh-hp [T, 3k] 💗
►Yule Ball, 1994. Malfoy shows up with a boy from Durmstrang as his date, and Harry isn’t having it.
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duchessdulce · 3 days
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Harry’s hand slipped from Malfoy’s waist as Malfoy hastily stepped away from him, putting a good meter of distance between them. Bill and George, who were closest, came and clapped Harry on the back.
“So it’s true!” George said, nodding at Malfoy. “I say, Harry, for someone who claims not to like the attention, you do make some loud choices.”
“Leave it out,” Bill said. “Harry’s earned the right to do something weird that everyone hates.”
—from Crack This Thing Wide Open, by peu_a_peu, the fantastically entertaining follow-up to Rookie Moves (the fantastically entertaining Drarry fic with the best banter ever)
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lyrablack1883 · 3 months
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This is the gif version of “lover, where do you live?” piece I did. I just wanted to make the snow fall ahaha
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estevenerable · 4 months
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inspired by a scene from the fic called “Mark of the Storm” in Ao3 o.o
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