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Really wanted to doodle a very silly drarry dads with their halloween costume.
#drarry#myart#scorpius is a little star!!!#i really wanted some goofy ass drarry#drarry dads#based off those silly parent child costumes#art block is kicking my ass rn
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𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐏 💕
@omniishambles @collidingxworlds @siennabook @theresastargirl @thenightmareofyourdrems @hidethatsoul
decided it was time to update my ship tags (if I’ve forgotten a ship I’ll add it later!)
& omniishambles / Gideon & Fish (kiss yourself goodnight for there's a killer and he's coming after you)
& omniishambles / Dracula & Fish (and if he's a serial killer what's the worse that can happen to a girl who's already hurt)
& omniishambles / Vlad & Fish (and if he's a serial killer what's the worse that can happen to a girl who's already hurt)
& omniishambles / Camniel & Fish (you took my broken melody and now I hear a symphony)
& omniishambles / Basil & Fish (I was good she was hot stealin' everything she got I was bold she was over the worst of it)
& omniishambles / Drew & Fish (i'll follow you into the dark through the jungle through the park)
& omniishambles / Villanelle & Fish (it's just like all the others it'll go away. or maybe this is danger and you just don't know)
& omniishambles / Cal & Fish (are you flirting or starting a fight?)
& collidingxworlds / Abigail & FBI Fish (baby i'm a sociopath. sweet serial killer)
& siennabook / Sienna & Fish (I know your middle name I got a lock of your hair I'm just a little bit insane)
& theresastargirl / Ophelia & Fish (staring at the ceiling up above like it contained the secrets of the stars)
& thenightmareofyourdrems / Max & Fish (I don't wanna be your friend I wanna kiss your lips)
& hidethatsoul / Scorpius & Fish (and that was when I kissed her and then she made my lips hurt)
& hidethatsoul / Owen & Fish (you know what they say. the wicked get no rest)
#tag drop#& omniishambles / Gideon & Fish (kiss yourself goodnight for there's a killer and he's coming after you)#& omniishambles / Dracula & Fish (and if he's a serial killer what's the worse that can happen to a girl who's already hurt)#& omniishambles / Vlad & Fish (and if he's a serial killer what's the worse that can happen to a girl who's already hurt)#& omniishambles / Villanelle & Fish (it's just like all the others it'll go away. or maybe this is danger and you just don't know)#& omniishambles / Camniel & Fish (you took my broken melody and now I hear a symphony)#& omniishambles / Basil & Fish (I was good she was hot stealin' everything she got I was bold she was over the worst of it)#& omniishambles / Drew & Fish (i'll follow you into the dark through the jungle through the park)#& omniishambles / Cal & Fish (are you flirting or starting a fight?)#& collidingxworlds / Abigail & FBI Fish (baby i'm a sociopath. sweet serial killer)#& siennabook / Sienna & Fish (I know your middle name I got a lock of your hair I'm just a little bit insane)#& theresastargirl / Ophelia & Fish (staring at the ceiling up above like it contained the secrets of the stars)#& thenightmareofyourdrems / Max & Fish (I don't wanna be your friend I wanna kiss your lips)#& hidethatsoul / Scorpius & Fish (and that was when I kissed her and then she made my lips hurt)#& hidethatsoul / Owen & Fish (you know what they say. the wicked get no rest)
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Albus would totally name his kids those silly little contellation/star names. Not bc he's trying to keep Scorpius' family tradition or anything (although that is a plus), just bc he wants to spite Harry.
#Harry potter#harry potter cursed child#harry potter next gen#harry potter and the cursed child#albus potter#albus x scorpius#albus severus potter#scorpius malfoy#albus severus x scorpius#scorbus#scorpius hyperion malfoy
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wip snip 5.1
i've been tagged a bunch of times over the past few weeks to post wip snips and only had the last few chapters of star splitter to post, so i bailed. i finally have something new to preview!! have a bit of the gilmore girls fic, still in progress. 🥰
Just about 8 years ago, the bell over the doorframe jingled violently as Draco Malfoy threw the door open and swept in, already talking. “Bloody hell, that snow is abominable,” he was saying. He hefted a bundled, starfish-shaped form that would turn out to be a toddler by his hip, a pram scooting behind them and leaving a wet trail on Harry’s floor. With a flick of his wrist, the pram had folded up and nestled in the corner of the dining area, dripping there ignored, as Draco descended upon the counter much the same as he did almost every day.
“You, there—please tell me this place has something warm to—” And then Draco froze, because back then he had not done this every day; this was the first time, and more specifically the first time he had seen Harry Potter in the flesh since their eighth year of Hogwarts.
“Malfoy,” Harry had said, eyeing the puffy bundle warily. He didn’t know it was a toddler then; every bit of Scorpius was covered up and radiating Warming Charms. In hindsight, he was probably sweating, but Harry was to later learn that Scorpius had been a quite agreeable child until he learned to read—an apparent mistake that Draco despairs of having made a few times a week—and he made no complaints even dropped onto a stool as he was, propped up against his father.
“What are you doing here?” Draco, then Malfoy, had demanded. He looked utterly thrown and somehow offended, as if Harry’s existence in his own place of business was a grave insult to him.
“This is my place,” Harry said, and then as an instinctive response to Draco’s disbelieving scoff, he added, “I own it.” He’d hoped Draco would pick up on the implied threat—don’t be an arse or I’ll kick you out.
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“This place is called Al’s,” Draco said accusingly. “You’re not Al.”
“Nope, I’m not. I’m Harry.” When Draco stared at him, Harry clarified, “Harry Potter.”
“I know you’re—who is Al, then?” Draco went pale beneath his winter flush. “Wait. Did you name this place after—Dumbledore?” He whispered the name as if ashamed, and Harry supposed that was about right, though it garnered him little sympathy.
Harry let that dread sit on Draco’s face for a few moments before he said, “No, it was already called Al’s when I bought it. Didn’t feel like changing the name.” He had changed everything else about it, though, spending one exhausting summer converting it from a pub no one really liked to go to anymore to a greasy spoon that people liked much more.
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Harry had not opened this place and kept it open so he could be insulted and bullied; he was long past the time in his life when he would accept that, especially from the likes of Draco Malfoy. And so he opened his mouth once again to tell Draco to get out—ignoring all the questions he had for him, like what he was doing in this town, out in the snowstorm, carrying some sort of doll, maybe?
Before he could say so, and even before Draco could interrupt, the doll made a noise that made Harry startle and drop the rag he’d been wiping down the counter with. The doll made another noise, reached out, and grabbed the rag.
“Mine!” the doll said, lifting its head until a nose poked out of its bundling. That was when Harry realized that what Draco had set down on the stool was a toddler.
“Not yours,” Draco said as Harry tried to process this. “Let it go, Scorpius, it’s disgusting!”
“Oh,” said Scorpius, in a very wobbly sort of voice. His head tipped up so much that Harry could now see wide eyes, which were a complex hazel shade that made him really start to wonder what Draco was doing with a toddler. Said eyes were glistening slightly, and to accompany the look, Scorpius said, “Okay,” in the saddest little voice Harry had ever heard. He dropped the rag back on the counter; he could barely move his arm in his heavy, puffy coat.
“He can have it,” Harry said quickly; he grabbed up the rag and tried to hand it back, unable to deal with that stricken face.
#drarry#drarry fic#drarry wip#wip snip#oflights#gilmore girls au#tbh it's not a proper AU it's just borrowing the gilmore girls setup#each chapter (there are four) will cover a season in a year + flashbacks to past seasons and i am done with winter 🎉
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Christmas Fics 2023 (Part 2):
A Gold & Red Christmas by kitsunellie - not rated, one-shot - Draco really should be studying. Unfortunately, a certain Gryffindor girl can't seem to stop humming Christmas carols in the library.
How Hermione Granger (Almost) Missed Christmas by Anonymous - E, 3 chapters - Hermione Granger isn't about to let Draco Malfoy ruin her holiday season by taking credit for her werewolf rights legislation. When she hatches a plan to expose his lies, things go awry. Suddenly, she's learning all about werewolves in a more hands-on way than ever before. Come enjoy the holiday season with the pack at the Zabini Estate.
O' Little Town Of Balsam Grove by inadaze22 - M, one-shot - Chaos comes to the town of Balsam Grove and wrecks Draco's plans for the perfect proposal.
A Meowy Little Christmas by quicknotesquim - E, WIP - Draco Malfoy is roped into catsitting an elderly Crookshanks for his co-worker and longtime crush, Hermione Granger, over the Christmas holidays.
cold nose, warm heart by riddikulus_puff - T, one-shot - Draco Malfoy is a dramatic little bitch when it comes to him being ill and feeling under the weather; and of course, he, unfortunately, falls ill over the Christmas holidays when he is supposed to be celebrating with his wife. Though he has only fallen ill with the Muggle common cold, he claimed tragically that he was dying which meant that his wife, Hermione Granger-Malfoy, had to deal with his overdramatic arse.
Minute-Long Mistletoe by olivejuice28 - M, one-shot - Draco and Hermione find themselves stuck in a bit of a situation.
Wishing on a Fallen Star by Anonymous - E, WIP - Hermione has spent the last ten years learning everything there is to know about the human brain, in a fruitless search to try and restore her parent's memories. She trusted that the soul mark on her arm meant that one day she would find that special person who made her life feel less empty and hopeless. What she found were two broken men who felt more like home than anything else. Can she figure out the solution to this problem before she has to face another lonely Christmas alone?
Christmas Kisses by LittleSixx - M, WIP - MP Hermione Granger's friends are spending Christmas at Malfoy Manor because Blaise Zabini plans to propose to his boyfriend, Dean Thomas. Turns out everyone in attendance is conspiring to couple her up with the only other uncoupled guest ... Who happens to be the host.
A Winter Ball for Two by MarinaJune - T, one-shot - Hogwarts Eighth Year marks Draco's unlikely friendship with Granger, an inaugural Winter Ball, and, perhaps, new holiday traditions.
Where the Starlight Gleams by Anonymous - M, one-shot - Christmas is approaching, a newborn Scorpius won't stop screaming, and Draco reconnects with Hermione when he least expects it.
Hermione's Holiday Healing by Fawkeswriter01 - M, WIP - Upon deciding to end her ‘relationship’ with Viktor Krum, Hermione also chose to remain at Hogwarts for Christmas. She knew the Weasleys and Harry would be disappointed when she didn’t arrive at the Burrow with Ginny, but she needed some time to herself. Little did she know that Malfoy had also chosen to stay at the castle for the holidays. It surprised her even more when they began to grow close during their time together. What happens when Krum shows up at Hogwarts without any warning?
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widefield of the milky way core, 1hr total exposure time from a Bortle 2 dark site at 24mm focal length
The photo contains a bunch of my other photos within it. I think its neat to see the context of all the nebulae
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A little ramble under the cut
The most common question astronomers get is "what does it look like to the naked eye?" Photos are usually much more detailed and colourful, since cameras can take long exposures while our eyes can't.
I was able to observe it from the Bortle 2 site with about 10 mins of dark adaptation (astronomers usually recommend at least 30 mins but I was busy at the time). I edited the photo to try to account for the level of details, colour, and stars that I was able to see with my eyes, here:
It was mostly colourless, but I think I was able to see a faint hint of golden brown colour right in the brightest part of the milky way core. The central bulge of the milky way extended just short of Antares (bright yellow star at the top), and I was just barely able to see the dark dust lanes extending to Antares. The Lagoon nebula was obviously visible as a small diffuse cloud, and the Omega nebula was also visible as a fuzzy looking "star" if you knew where to look.
Keep in mind though this is in the southern hemisphere, where the milky way core passes directly overhead. In the northern hemisphere, this region of the milky way is lower on the horizon, and is thus dimmed by the atmosphere. On the other hand, I didn't adapt my eyes to the darkness for very long, and I was in a Bortle 2 site (the darkest skies are rated Bortle 1), so even better views are definitely possible.
I think the biggest thing that photos can't capture is the sheer size of the milky way in the sky. It stretches across the entire sky from horizon to horizon, and at its thickest point it's wider than two outstretched hands at arms length. The sky is also dotted with stars covering your entire field of vision. As much as it's a cliché thing to say, you really do get a sense of yourself on earth floating through space. It's an insanely immersive experience
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hey liv! hope you are doing great :)) so, do you have any recs where drarry are like, more emotionally resolved? i mean, it doesn’t have to be drama-free (i love a little drama lol) but i would love to see fics where they are adults and more attuned to their emotions/feelings. thank you! and ty also for all the good you bring to this fandom <3
Hi anon! I adore this ask, love to see emotional maturity and self-awareness in fic, I always find it relatable and thought-provoking (which is not at all to say they got everything figured out!). I think you will enjoy these, I also have a reclist named “mature/healthy relationships” with a few other fics, you’re interested. Looking at this list I can say this is definitely a top fave for me!
Life goes not backward by @shealwaysreads (T, 9k)
Harry still isn’t used to gifts, but this one is different. A story of coming home, finding safe ground, and the wild courage of putting down roots.
Tidings of Comfort by @blamebrampton (T, 10k)
When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life. Luckily for Draco Malfoy, London has places where the tired can rest and recover.
Nothing Left to Burn by @skeptiquewrites (E, 10k)
Over ten years after their fling crashed and burned, Harry runs into Draco and finds embers still burning bright. Sometimes your ex-lover is (metaphorically) dead. And sometimes it's summertime in Montreal and the past won't let go.
A Song, Incomplete by RurouniHime (E, 11k)
Draco’s photograph took up the entire top half of the Prophet’s front page. Below the photo: DRACO MALFOY DEFENDS SON OF FORMER LOVER. As if that were breaking news.
This Unexpected Windfall by mindabbles (E, 11k)
Harry doesn’t like it when Draco is called in to work one of his cases. No. He doesn’t like it at all — at least that’s what he tells himself.
Take the Moon by @tackytigerfic (M, 15k)
Harry Potter has always wanted a family of his own, and when a deadly blood curse forces him into a marriage bond with his best friend Draco Malfoy, it looks like he might just have found one. It's just a shame they’d always planned to break up after a year…
The Strongest Affinity by eidheann (T, 17k)
Trouble finding a wand for Scorpius leads Harry and Draco to something they never imagined.
Thickets by @wolfpants (E, 17k)
When Draco returns to the UK after two decades of building his career as an internationally-renowned artist to look after his ailing, estranged father, he crosses paths with his former flame, Harry Potter, in the most unexpected way.
Unfinished Business by cupiscent (E, 20k)
Ten years after the War ends, Harry and Draco still haven't got their act together. But maybe it's not too late.
Expecto Patronum by @writcraft (E, 35k)
Harry Potter is the most sought after celebrity in wizarding Britain. His every movement is scrutinised, his relationships questioned and his photographs plastered over every paper. As Draco Malfoy negotiates his feelings for the wizarding world's brightest star, he becomes increasingly attached to Harry and unravels the secrets he keeps hidden from the rest of the world.
Against All Odds by momatu (E, 54k)
Beauxbatons is hosting the first ever Quidditch Summer School for children from all over Europe, and Harry has promised to enroll Teddy as his birthday present. Meanwhile, Draco is stuck in his office, putting together the first ever Quidditch Summer School for children from all over Europe during, when he should be enjoying summer holidays.
When Times are Dire by @aibidil (E, 130k)
Magical Britain is screwed, and it's once again up to Harry to save it. This time, by marrying Draco Malfoy.
Any Instrument by @dictacontrion (E, 131k)
Draco Malfoy wouldn't go back to England for anything less than an exceptional case. Being asked to figure out why Harry Potter can't control his magic might be exceptional enough to qualify.
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What are your favourite fics with Draco in them?
This is a bit broad though isn’t it? I can name a few with varying degrees of Draco focus.
I’m gonna cheat and name Here's Looking at You Kid by @little-shit-soph first, which is a George/Blaise fic but the latest chapter was Draco POV with Drarry and it was brilliant! Also reccing the fic as a whole, I love it.
The Man Who Lived by @e-sebastian (253k)
Draco breaks a cup, and one thing leads to another. A story of redemption, tattoos, dreams, mistakes, green eyes, long conversations, and copious amounts of coffee.
Set in New York twelve years after the war.
Heal Thyself by @astolat (46k)
"Are you going for the course?" Lovegood asked. "You have the NEWTs.”
“What course?” Draco said, then, “No, don’t be ridiculous,” when he realized she meant the notice pinned up on the board he’d been staring at: Applicants To The Introductory Mediwizard Course For The Coming Term Shall Present Themselves In The Chief Mediwizard’s Office By August 24th.
“Oh, I thought you might,” she said. “Well, goodbye.” And off she wandered again in her addled way.
Away Childish Things by @letteredlettered (153k)
Harry gets de-aged. Malfoy has to help him.
There Is Always the Moon by @firethesound (159k)
Draco's life after the war is everything he wanted it to be: it's simple, and quiet, and predictable, and safe. But when a mysterious curse shatters the peace he'd worked so hard to build, there's only one person he can trust to help him. After all, Harry Potter has saved his life before. Now Draco has to believe that Potter will be able to do it one more time. (A remix of If the Sun Goes Black by pasdexcuses)
Nor All That Glisters by @sweet-s0rr0w (110k)
Lonely and frustrated on house arrest, with no prospects for the future, Draco begins brewing Felix Felicis in an attempt to improve his lot. Just in the short term, of course. He isn’t a total idiot.
But before long he finds himself with a thriving business, a nice flat, some actual (albeit irritatingly Gryffindor) friends, and a very satisfying sex life. What’s more, no-one is hexing him in the street. And Harry Potter is single, and gorgeous, and giving Draco decidedly interested looks.
Stop taking the Felix? You must be joking…l
All Life is Yours to Miss by Saras_Girl (114k)
Professor Malfoy's world is contained, controlled, and as solitary as he can make it, but when an act of petty revenge goes horribly awry, he and his trusty six-legged friend are thrown into Hogwarts life at the deep end and must learn to live, love and let go.
A Big Black Sky by alexmeg (90k)
Draco shifts his head as he turns to look at Scorpius, his cheek touching the pillow. "Did you know that…" He pauses, his throat convulsing, and it sounds audible in the silence, besides Michael's steady, even breathing from the other bedroom.
Scorpius is staring back at him, in wait of something new to learn, a beautiful and intelligent child. He has Draco's mind. He has Draco's eyes and nose and mouth and hair. He is his. All his. All he has of Michael are his wild curls and the green of his eyes, and sometimes he looks into them and imagines that they aren't Michael's, but someone else's.
Draco leans his head closer, biting the quiver out of his lips before he breathes a laden and shuddering exhale, and he whispers, "You are my star in a big black sky."
Sourdough by @academicdisasterfic (17k)
Draco writes romance novels and doesn't leave his apartment much. Harry bakes bread and sells it to Draco. Draco is quite weird. Harry might like that.
Waiting By An Open Door by @femmequixotic and @noeeon (29k)
Draco starts following Potterwatch secretly during the War. He wishes Potter would come save him too. But that sort of thing only happens in fairy tales, and Malfoys don't get fairy tale endings, do they?
Soup-pocalypse and The Great Curry Cataclysm by @norelationtoatticus (104k)
Eleven years after the war, Draco Malfoy leads a quiet, boring, and perfectly respectable life, thanks very much. Or, at least he does, until a sudden and very unexpected veela awakening causes him to throw soup all over Harry Potter in the middle of the Ministry cafeteria.
you've got the antidote for me by Kandakicksass (20k)
When Harry Potter unintentionally severs their soulbond before it can fully form, Draco Malfoy resigns himself to a slow death and decides not to burden Harry with a soulmate he's made it very clear he doesn't want.
He's never been selfless before, but for Harry, he can try.
Kept in Cages by @sweet-s0rr0w (76k)
Deep in the heart of the Ministry lies the Beast Division: a hidden room where ancient beasts roam, and winged creatures soar, and grumpy giant ferrets eat all your biscuits unless you keep them well hidden. Draco Malfoy would know – he’s been working there for five years now, after all.
Meanwhile, on Level One, ex-Golden Boy Harry Potter is stuck in another interminable policy meeting, completely unaware of the mysterious comings and goings just three floors below. But when a giant snake emergency requires the assistance of a Parselmouth, Harry finds himself thrust, unprepared, into Draco’s weird and wonderful world – and naturally, he can’t keep away…
Modern Love by @tackytigerfic (61k)
Harry Potter, of all people, knows that life isn’t always fair. And no one gets to be happy all of the time. But surely there’s something more—something better—than a rubbish Ministry job, and a lonely old house, and that feeling that everyone out there is doing a better job of living than Harry is.
And it really doesn’t seem fair that Draco Malfoy is back in Harry’s life, all of a sudden, and even though he’s wandless, and living with Muggles, and making his mother cry with his lifestyle choices, he’s happy. So what's he doing right, that Harry isn’t?
Because things don’t really change, do they? And if Harry can’t be happy, he’ll settle for a good night’s sleep, some posh antiques, and the opportunity to find out what Malfoy has been up to for all these years.
And that’s what starts it all.
Here's The Pencil, Make It Work by @6balls (49k)
Harry thinks "Why is Malfoy working in a coffee shop in muggle London?" is a much simpler question than, "Are you going to accept that auror offer and, if you don't, what will you do?"
Burn the Witch by @lettersbyelise (95k)
When Harry Potter is sent in to investigate Draco Malfoy’s successful potions company, posing as Draco’s bodyguard, he doesn’t know the case will launch a series of events that will change his life — and Draco’s.
A story about choices, scars, Chopin piano pieces, and finding all kinds of love in the most unexpected places.
Who we are in the shadows by @quicksilvermaid (99k)
What happens when you’re forced to become the very thing you despise?
Ex-Auror Harry Potter, tossed out of the Ministry for something he had no control over, has been looking for a way back to his former life. When he comes across Draco Malfoy in the criminal underbelly of Wizarding London and in need of protection, Harry figures bringing him in to face the Ministry's justice is his ticket back to everything he's lost.
But nothing is exactly as it seems. Not even Harry himself. And as he gets drawn further and further into Malfoy's world of honour and deception he finds himself questioning everything he thought he knew—about his childhood nemesis, the Ministry job he misses so much, and most of all, about himself.
What happens when you’re forced to see that you were wrong?
Changing Tides by @carpemermaidtales (109k)
Draco has spent half of his life spouting the things his father has taught him without much thought about how he feels about what he says. When he unexpectedly comes face to face with the Dark Lord, he grapples with the harsh realities of the world and struggles with his changing views on life. Instead of doing what’s expected of him fifth year, he joins Dumbledore’s Army and learns how to defend himself, how to make his own choices, and how he can be something greater than his father’s example as he grows into his own man rather than his father’s shadow. The choices he makes change both his and Harry’s fates, intertwining their paths until they converge.
#drarry#drarry fic#drarry fic rec#drarry fic recs#draco malfoy#harry potter#fic recs#@me please remember to update your goddamn masterlist💀
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Trans Steddie Fics
Important: READ THE TAGS! Also, leave a comment and kudos! These fics are amazing and I love them and I hope y'all do too 🏳️⚧️
Unknown Jungles
sn0wfl4k3s
Eddie runs into both a pretty stranger and an old friend at a metal concert. Turns out the stranger isn't so strange.
Words : 1,698 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : General Audiences
AO3 : x
rebel rebel (your hair's alright)
capt_snoozles
steve takes eddie as his plus one to his cousins graduation dinner
Words : 1,689 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : General Audiences
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stevie just hit the wall
formosus_iniquis
Stevie wouldn't call what she's going through a midlife crisis. Good thing both Robin and Chrissy would. When her friends take her out to the Hideout she finds out she's been set up when a familiar face takes the stage.
Words : 11,359 Chapters : 2/2 Rating : Teen And Up Audiences
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Oh, your beauty leaves me breathless
rottingkisses
Trans FTM Steve comforting his boyfriend, Eddie, while experiencing bad dysphoria because his binder is done for and he has bad chest dysphoria.
Words : 3,084 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Teen And Up Audiences
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So Happy Together
orphan_account
Steve pays his girlfriend a visit in the middle of the night. That's it. That's the plot.
Words : 1,410 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : General Audiences
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point out the stars and i’ll stare at your hand
S_serotonin
She hummed, searching the sky. “Over there!” she pointed, but Eddie looked at her instead. She didn’t seem to notice his staring, continuing on. “That bright red one? That’s Antares, the brightest star in the Scorpius constellation. You know, like the zodiac sign? It's more recognizable in the summer.”
“I can’t believe you said you didn’t like anything enough to get it tattooed. You own the stars, Stevie.”
Words : 6,103 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Teen And Up Audiences
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took you for a working boy
pukner
Eddie comes out to Steve, and Steve's heartbroken about it for some reason. Eddie thinks Steve's dating Robin. Everyone else thinks Steve and Eddie have been dating this whole time. Robin doesn't get paid enough for this shit.
Also, Hawkins has been cracked open like a badly-baked cake, and everyone's settled into the most mundane apocalypse possible. Eddie Munson starts a radio programme about it.
Meanwhile, Steve gets his nails painted, and outsources a crisis he isn't having.
Words : 43,823 Chapters : 6/6 Rating : Mature #
AO3 : x
Secret Smile, Wistful Eyes
novemberthorne
Steve tells Eddie a secret, and navigating it only brings them closer together - if there is such a thing when you're already a little bit in love. They just haven't addressed that part yet.
Words : 30,581 Chapters : 4/4 Rating : Mature
AO3 : x
You're Enough
SimpleBTRomance
Max didn't know how far she stormed away from where the others were in the park, but it was far enough for asphalt to turn into dirt to then turn into grass. She walked until she found an old swing set and she sat down on one of the swings, "Stupid boys, stupid Mike Wheeler." She mumbled under her breathe, aggressively wiping at her eyes and sniffling to hold back tears.
Words : 805 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Teen And Up Audiences
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Overcoming
ainsalaco
Steve Harrington, 35, retired basketball player finally decides to shed his old name and pronouns, as well as his tits. After moving to a new city to start fresh, Steve seeks out the aid of a tattoo artist to help him cover his scars from surgery. He meets Eddie Munson and along the way the two fall in love.
Words : 8,416 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Mature
AO3 : x
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WIP WEDNESDAY
so I’m late because look at the banner!!! (I am way more proud of that than I ought to be lol)
Serving up a little something special from Little Drummerboy CH 3.
READ: CH 1 | CH 2
There is a lot of pressure to say something important then. To communicate something more than just having a good time or being heartbroken. Alex knows that it's pretentious to say so, but he knows Henry agrees. They spend Valentine's Day ripping into bad love songs that are too redundant to effectively say anything. It devolves into talking about their favorite love songs after one too many comments on overused words and tired chords. Alex still feels a little squirmy when he thinks about the way Henry sat down at the piano, well into the early morning of the fifteenth, and crooned out “Can’t Help Falling In Love” while playing softly on the piano. It doesn’t matter that it came about from an argument. Alex didn’t want to think about the thirty minutes before or after that performance. All he wanted to think about is how there weren’t eighty thousand people on a stage claiming it was sung for them, to them. That night under the swirling stars of Orion and the ever chasing Scorpius, it was music just for Alex and nobody else.
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#fic: little drummerboy#wip: little drummerboy#ROCKSTAR ALEX#red white and royal blue#firstprince#inexplicablymine#inexplicablymine wip#yes this is indeed a Valentine’s Day refrence in my wip posting on Valentine’s Day hehehe
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2023.11.05
Complete fics posted on AO3 this day
1. Draco Malfoy's New Chair by HyacinthStar [G, 1k]
►Draco has a bad day and decides that Harry's lap is the perfect place to sit.
2. Rush by @mono-chromia [E, 10k]
►It's one thing to let yourself want the things you want, and another to let yourself have them. Draco does neither, but a lot can change in a single night.
3. What are the chances? by sleeplessocean [G, 1k]
►Scorpius was just a little thing, Draco couldn't personally blame the child for not being able to maintain his composure for an entire outing. He didn't exactly enjoy the attention his cries attracted, but someone came quickly to his rescue.
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Fest/Exchange
1. To have a Home by Anonymous [E, 127k]
►Not quite a decade after the war, Draco Malfoy was happy with his quiet little Muggle life in Oxford. [...] His life was full. He had no contact with the magical world, and all was the way he liked it. And the feeling of emptiness in his chest, the feeling some part of him was missing, was at least better than the alternative. Or at least it was until the last few months when he kept getting called down to the police station to get Harry Potter out of trouble. Indecent exposure and possession was one thing, but the latest charge was for murder.
★ Harry/Draco Career Fair 2023 | @hd-fan-fair
2. What a Fucking Git by @lqtraintracks [E, 2k]
►For all anybody else knows, Quidditch stars Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy still hate each other...
★ HD Sudsfest Lite 2023 | @hdsudsfest
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I’m So In Love (That I Might Stop Breathing) | Ona Batlle
warnings: some general angst and hints of smut
word count: 4981
summary: when you’re with ona, it’s always like she transports you to somewhere else where it’s just you and her and the love you share for each other.
chosen song: paris by taylor swift
a/n: bonus chapter 2 of you were bigger than the whole sky (you were more than just a short time)
Your First Kiss With Ona
Stargazing dates with Ona had become a regular thing since she had asked you out.
Lying beside her on an empty football field with Ona holding your hand, you think that being her girlfriend is the best thing ever. It’s always quiet, the constant breeze making sure that it’s cool out. (the last time you were here you stole Ona’s hoodie, partly for the warmth and partly because it smelt so good. just like she does).
The stars are beautiful. But your girlfriend is even more beautiful.
So while she’s pointing out the different constellations to you (her father had taught them to her), you’re focusing on her (and also her lips. which are pink and soft. like that one katy perry song about how kissable girls’ lips are).
‘That’s Cassiopeia. And over there is Ursa Major. That little one that you can barely see is Scorpius. Hey! Hermosa, are you even looking at where I’m pointing?’
‘No...I’m sorry.’ You sheepishly admit.
‘Well what’s got you so distracted then?’ She teases.
‘You.’ You mumble, cheeks flushing a bright red.
‘What about me?’
‘How much I want to kiss you.’
Ona laughs.
‘Then kiss me.’
So you lean over and gently place your lips on hers (her nose bumps yours a bit but you think this is what magic must feel like).
Her lips are so soft and she tastes like the apple she had been eating earlier.
The teenage brunette lifts her hand up to caress your cheek, a contented sort of little sigh leaving her when the pair of you break apart.
You open your eyes to find Ona looking at you with the most hopeful of looks in her eyes.
‘Can we do that more often?’
‘I think that practice makes perfect.’
Ona grins, sitting up and pressing her lips onto yours.
Ona Meeting The United Team After Three Years
Ona’s nervous, you could tell. She was clinging to your hand, breathing a little quicker than necessary.
It’s what makes you stop right before you both enter the locker room.
‘What? Why are we stopping?’ She slightly frantically asks.
‘Mi amor breathe. Take a deep breath.’
The brunette frowns but does as you ask. She relaxes marginally and you squeeze her hand in yours.
‘Don’t be nervous. They love you.’ You assure her.
Ona bites her lip and mumbles, ‘Not after what I did to you they don’t.’
You squeeze Ona’s hand again.
‘And I have already more than forgiven you for that so they’ll forgive you too. I love you Ona, I’ll be right beside you okay?’ You reassuringly tell her.
Ona eyes you for a moment, trying to see if you meant it. You keep your expression open and honest, allowing Ona to eventually lose the majority of the tension in her muscles.
‘Okay.’
She pushes open the door of the locker room.
Immediately all eyes are on her, both old and new faces alike.
Ona freezes next to you as Millie approaches. (she was scared you realise).
Before Millie can say anything, Ona speaks, ‘Thank you for looking after her.’
She looks at the familiar faces, Mary, Ella, Alessia and more.
‘Thank you, all of you for taking care of her. It means everything to me.’
Your breath hitches and Ona’s eyes fall on you right away. She squeezes your hand three times, a silent ‘I love you.’
You squeeze it three times back.
Millie sticks out her hand.
‘Swear you won’t hurt her again and we’re good.’
There’s no hesitation on Ona’s part to shake the English woman’s hand.
‘I swear. If I ever hurt her again, feel free to do anything you like to me.’ She promises.
Millie’s stern expression melts away and she pulls Ona into a hug.
That seems to be the cue for the rest of the United team to follow, enveloping you and Ona in a tight group hug.
Thanking Aitana For The Part She Played
Ona is sprawled across the bed, her head resting on your thighs when she taps you gently to get your attention.
You look over at her immediately and she gives you a cute smile in response.
‘I was thinking that we should thank Aitana. I mean she did help get us back together.’
‘Yeah.’ You nod enthusiastically.
Ona giggles and shows you her phone, ‘I was thinking we could send her some flowers?’
‘Okay. That sounds good.’
Moving closer to her so that you can see her phone screen, you lean your head against your shoulder as you do so.
She shows you several different bouquets and eventually you and Ona settle on one.
It’s only after the flowers are paid for that you look at your girlfriend.
‘Do we even know what kind of flowers Aitana likes?’
‘No.’
Ona laughs, hiding her face in your neck as you resist the urge to laugh yourself.
******
Two days later, you receive a text from the Barcelona midfielder.
‘Thank you for the flowers but I didn’t do much. You and Ona were never really friends in the first place.’
‘That is true. Friends don’t look at each other the way I look at you.’ Ona says, when you show her the message.
‘And how do you look at me?’ You tease.
Ona doesn’t hesitate, ‘I look at you like I’m so in love that I might stop breathing.’
You smile and she kisses you affectionately a moment later.
‘I love you. I love you.’ She meaningfully repeats a second time, interlacing her fingers with yours. Something about the cadence of the way she spoke let you know that she meant it wholeheartedly.
‘I know you do. And I love you too.’
You can feel her smile against your lips when you kiss her soon after.
Ona Leaving Manchester
You’d gone out to get groceries.
Hesitantly, you had asked if she had wanted to come and Ona pretended she didn’t see the pain in your eyes when she had shaken her head in answer.
She used to always go with you. Wherever you went, she went too, even though it was just to the grocery store.
Ona focuses on your face, the way your eyes shone and the little strands of hair that escape from your ponytail. She tries her hardest to memorise you. (not knowing if she’d get to see you again).
The instant the door clicks shut behind you, Ona rushes to get her suitcase out.
She throws as much of her clothes in as she can. Her toiletries are quickly packed up and then she slows down as she reaches her bedside table.
Carefully, she picks up the photo frame.
She’s kissing you in it, her hands cradling your face lovingly.
Your eyes are closed but your body language makes it clear that you are in love with her (your body orients itself around her easily).
Ona gently touches your face in the photo, her thumb tenderly brushing across it.
Before she can stop it, a tear falls onto the glass.
That seems to break her emotional dam and she’s barely able to stop herself from crying long enough to carefully wipe the tear off and put the photo frame into her suitcase.
But she knows she doesn’t have the right to cry, so she presses the heels of her palms against her tightly shut eyes and tries her hardest not to cry.
Late Nights With Ona
It was hard to relax after games, especially big wins. The adrenaline often kept you up late and Ona, well she was more than willing to stay up with you.
The brunette pulls you into her arms, making sure that the comforter covers you. (it’s cute how protective she is, even over little things like the cold).
‘Do you remember the first time I held you like this?’ Ona whispers.
You frown, trying your best to remember but failing to succeed. You were drawing a blank and that’s strange because you treasured all your memories of Ona. If it was that significant to Ona, it should have been significant to you too.
The brunette sees your struggle and chuckles softly.
‘It’s okay, I didn’t expect you to remember. You fell asleep almost immediately.’
Ona presses a gentle kiss onto the top of your head.
‘I just want you to know that that was the moment I first thought about marrying you.’
A soft surprised exhale escapes you and you lean back into her.
‘I love you. So incredibly much.’
Ona nods, ‘And I love you too. I really really do.’
Your First Birthday Back With Ona
Ona’s determined to make this your best birthday ever.
She brings you breakfast in bed. Ona had woken up early to make your favourite pancakes and put a flower beside the plate on the tray.
The brunette wakes you up with little kisses scattered all over your body.
She starts by lifting your hand and kissing each of your fingertips. Then she presses a long kiss against the pulse point on the inside of your wrist.
Ona trails kisses to your collarbone and your jawline, sucking on your neck lightly.
‘Oni.’ You mumble, smiling into your pillow.
‘Hi. Good morning my love.’
‘Bon dia.’ You whisper, opening your eyes to see her looking down at you.
‘Feliç aniversari.’
She grins, leaning in to kiss you.
You happily let her and she pulls back a moment later to pepper kisses onto your cheeks, nose and forehead.
‘Happy birthday indeed.’
Ona gives you a long kiss on your forehead, making the smile on your face grow.
‘I love you.’
‘I love you too Ona.’
Your girlfriend kisses you again and you eagerly respond.
Ona pulls away then, eliciting a frustrated groan from you.
‘Why’d you stop…’
‘Because I made you breakfast and it’s getting cold mi amor.’
‘Oh!’
Sitting up, you notice the breakfast tray for the first time. Ona had placed it on your bedside table.
The daisy beside the plate makes you tear up.
‘Thank you Oni. I love it. I love you.’
The brunette gives you that special smile she reserves just for you.
You insist on sharing the food with Ona, who reluctantly agrees.
In between bites of the delicious food, Ona tells you that she had made a reservation at your favourite restaurant for dinner.
‘Gracias mi amor but you didn’t have to do all this.’
Ona shrugs, ‘I wanted to. You deserve to have the best day.’
You blink back tears at the honesty in her statement.
Seemingly unaware of the effect her words have had on you, she continues, ‘What do you want to do today? We can do anything you want.’
‘I-I’m already having the best day. I don’t want the fancy dinner. I don’t need it.’
‘We can go somewhere else. I’m sure I can find somewhere-’ Ona says anxiously.
‘No. You’re not hearing me. I don’t want anything else. I already have everything I need.’
Ona frowns in confusion.
Your voice is gentle when you explain, ‘I have you. I just want to spend my birthday with you.’
‘Oh.’
‘I just want you, Ona. I just need you.’
Your girlfriend sniffles, pushing the breakfast tray to the side so that she can pull you into a tight hug.
‘Love you. I love you so much.’ She mumbles into your ear.
‘Te quiero más.’ You answer, tucking your face into her neck and inhaling the smell of her shampoo.
Ona kisses you once, twice and then a third time before she’s satisfied.
‘So what do you want to do today?’
‘Stay in bed with you all day? Watch a couple of movies and maybe make out with you a lot?’ You suggest mischievously.
‘Sounds like a great way to celebrate.’ Ona agrees, pulling you in for a deep kiss (a few hours later and she goes much further than just making out).
The Nightmare You Have About Ona Leaving You Again
There are a few moments where it wasn’t always the easiest for you to readjust back to Ona’s presence.
You’d had a nightmare that she had left again, that you were alone once more.
Ona wakes when she feels you tossing and turning. You’re mumbling her name and it’s a startling realisation for her when she feels that your cheeks are wet with tears.
‘I’ve got you. I’ve got you. I’m here mi amor, I’m here.’ Ona soothes, tapping your shoulder to wake you up.
You flinch as you do so, staring at her with wide eyes for a few seconds.
The brunette holds you carefully and she tucks your head under her chin. She lets you calm down, simply holding you close.
‘C-Can I hold you?’ You tentatively ask after a while.
‘Of course.’
Ona readjusts immediately, letting you spoon her.
It’s only in this position, with your arms wrapped around Ona as you listen to the sound of her quiet breaths that you’re able to fall back asleep. (she’s still here, here with you, is the one thought you’d held onto as you drifted off).
Your First Date Back With Ona
‘Hey, are you doing anything tonight?’ Ona asks, twisting the bracelet on her wrist anxiously.
‘No. I’m wide open.’
‘Good. Um…do you maybe want to go on a date? With me?’
You giggle at her shyness.
‘Yes. I would love to go on a date with you mi amor.’
Ona lets out a breath of relief immediately.
Kissing her cheek reassuringly, ‘I’ll love whatever you have planned Ona. Don’t worry about it.’
The brunette blushes and murmurs, ‘Dress warm. I’m taking you outdoors.’
******
Ona ends up taking you back to the training grounds.
As soon as you’re there, you realise what she has in mind.
The blanket and assortment of snacks that she takes out from the trunk of the car lets you know that you’re right.
Ona’s taking you to stargaze, just like the both of you used to do as teenagers, back in Barcelona.
Lying on a blanket, in the middle of an empty field, you can’t help but hold Ona’s hand and ask, ‘Will you point out the constellations to me again?’
Ona hums agreeably, looking intently up at the clear Manchester night sky for a moment before using her free hand to point at a little cluster of stars.
‘That’s Cassiopeia. Over there is Draco…’
Ona Seeing The Engagement Ring You Bought Her
Ona drops a kiss onto the top of your head.
Her hand finds its way under your sweatshirt (it’s actually Ona’s) and she strokes the skin there gently with her thumb.
‘Do you know what kind of ring you want me to get you?’
You hum contentedly, ‘I’ll love any ring you get me.’
Ona sighs, ‘I know. But do you have any preferences?’
‘Ona. Mi amor.’ You turn around, cradling her face in your hands and kissing her.
‘Look, I promise I will love any ring you get me. Even if it’s just a ring pop from the grocery store. You know me and I trust you.’ You assure her.
The fullback relaxes slightly and you kiss her again.
‘Will it help if I show you the ring I got you?’
Ona stiffens immediately.
Her voice is barely above a whisper when she asks, ‘You kept it?’
‘Yes. Do you want to see it?’
Ona remains lost in her thoughts so you get up and withdraw a shoebox from where it’s hidden, deep inside your clothes closet.
Opening it, you take out a small velvet box.
Ona is still frozen, eyes transfixed upon it.
‘Oni…’
You set the ring box onto the bed in front of her, leaving the decision to open it up to her.
Your girlfriend (or was it fiancée now that she had unofficially asked you to marry her? you were still waiting on her actual proposal) takes a moment to herself before picking up the box with shaky hands.
She opens it and gasps, covering her mouth with her free hand.
‘It’s beautiful amor. It really, really is.’
Her chocolate brown eyes shine with tears and you find yourself tearing up too.
It’s a simple, elegant ring, set with a diamond in the middle and two smaller pearls on each side of it, Ona’s birthstone.
‘C-Can I wear it?’ Ona stammers.
‘Of course. It’s yours.’
Ona’s hand trembles even more as she takes it out of the box and you cover her hand with yours.
‘Can I put it on for you?’
Ona can’t seem to find the words to express herself so she settles for nodding vigorously.
Sliding the engagement ring onto Ona’s finger, you bring her hand to your lips and kiss it lightly.
When You Find Out Ona Has Abs
You knew Ona was fit. You knew her body was toned. She had always been slim. But what you didn’t know was when exactly Ona got abs.
It was like between one day and the next, they had just appeared on your fifteen year old girlfriend.
And you were obsessed with them (and ridiculously attracted to them).
You don’t know how Ona hadn’t yet figured that out.
Resisting the temptation not to touch them is too hard and you find yourself tracing them as she sleeps.
Resisting the temptation not to look at them is easier so as of late, you had begun looking at the floor tiles of the locker room as Ona changed out of her kits.
This doesn’t go unnoticed by her and eventually she asks you about it.
‘Amor? Did I do something wrong?’
She eyes you anxiously and you frown, ‘No. You’re perfect.’
‘Then why won’t you look at me?’
‘I don’t understand.’
‘You talk to me as I change but you won’t look at me. You used to look at me, maybe I’m just imagining things but you seem to find the floor more interesting than me now.’
‘Lo siento mi amor. I-I just-’
‘You what?’ Ona seems desperate and she sits beside you, on her bed.
‘You’re going to think it’s so silly.’ You guiltily admit. (you knew this was coming, your girlfriend was far too observant, far too attuned to you for her to not have noticed).
‘Amor, nothing you do is too silly for me.’ Ona assures, taking your hand in hers.
‘Y-You have abs.’
Ona nods slowly as if she was trying to understand what you were trying to get at.
‘I think they’re hot and it makes me want to stare at them every time you’re changing. I didn’t know if you would feel comfortable so I tried my best not to look at you.’
Ona laughs loudly.
Your cheeks flush a bright red.
‘Oh mi amor. I love you so much. I love that you’re so respectful of me and my body. But you are my girlfriend and you have my permission to look, to touch, to do whatever you want really. I trust you. I’m comfortable with you.’
Your girlfriend pulls you nearer to her, pressing a kiss onto the side of your head.
‘I’m sorry for worrying you.’
Ona simply giggles and kisses you again.
‘It’s okay.’ She murmurs, in between the kisses that she presses to your cheeks, your nose and your jaw.
Ona Wanting To Reward You For A Goal You Scored
‘So what would you like?’
You blink up at Ona in confusion. The match had just ended and the fullback was still in her kit and cleats.
She sits down beside you with a smile, watching as you strip your socks off.
The Spanish woman keeps looking at you expectantly and you frown.
‘Ona I don’t understand what you’re getting at?’ (you don’t like the feeling of not understanding your girl, it was not a very common one and that made you dislike it all the more).
‘Your reward for scoring that amazing goal.’ She matter of factly explains.
‘Oh! I don’t need one.’
‘Are you sure? Because I am more than willing to do anything you want…’
The way Ona’s voice lowers suggestively on the last sentence, it leaves you with no doubts as to what she’s hinting at.
A bright red blush paints your cheeks and you duck your head, hoping that none of your teammates would spot it, in the crowded locker room.
‘Well an orgasm or two would be nice…’ You whisper and Ona laughs, kissing your cheek affectionately.
‘Just two?’ She asks skeptically.
Your girlfriend leans in closer to murmur in your ear, ‘I can do a lot better than just two…’
Ona’s Proposal
Ona had a ring. With the help of Millie, Laia and Leila, she had chosen it.
She rubs her finger over the ring on her own hand, a habit she had recently developed.
The Spaniard traces the pearls and the diamond, thinking over her plan to propose to you.
It was almost complete, she just needed to do three more things and well the rest was up to you. (she already knew you would say yes but she was still nervous. she thought that was a good thing).
One, requires her to go to a tattoo studio.
She had known what she wanted for a while and now seemed like the perfect time to actually get it done. It would be her engagement gift to you.
Two, she takes you back to Spain. Back to her family home and bedroom where she squeezes into her childhood bed with you.
She pulls you against her chest, leaning against the headboard. Her hand finds yours and her heart skips a beat when you squeeze her hand in return.
‘Do you remember the first time I brought you here?’
‘Yeah. You introduced me to your cheetah.’ (her stuffed cheetah that currently resided in an armchair in your shared Manchester apartment).
Ona giggles.
‘Yes. But that’s not what I remember the most.’
She quietens and you gently play with her fingers, knowing not to push her but let her come out with it.
‘I remember being nervous and anxious. I mean you were the prettiest girl I had ever seen and we had only known each other for a few weeks. I wanted you to like me, I wanted you to want to be my friend.’
‘Well I wanted to be a lot more than just friends.’ You tease and Ona smiles.
She runs her fingers through her hair before softly telling you, ‘What I remember most is Joan saying I looked at you like I wanted to marry you.’
Your breath hitches and she continues, ‘I’m sure he meant it as a joke then. He was just being an idiot who wanted to annoy his sister but his words stuck with me.’
Ona cuddles you a while longer before taking in a deep breath and moving one of your hands to her right wrist. (she had worked hard to keep it hidden from you).
‘Look.’
You don’t question her, simply turning her wrist over.
The black initials inked there knock all of the air out of your lungs.
‘Ona. Mi amor. This is, this is too much.’
‘No. It’s not too much. Nothing is too much when it comes to you.’ Ona resolutely tells you.
You gently trace over her new tattoo, her new tattoo of your initials.
There’s tears in your eyes as you stare down at the inside of Ona’s wrist.
They are the reason you almost miss the ring that’s in the open palm of Ona’s other hand.
‘Ona.’
The sob that you give in response has her soothing you with a kiss placed on the side of your neck.
‘I love you. I want you. I am yours. You are my world and I will never leave you. Wherever you go, I will follow. Your smile means everything to me and I promise I will spend the rest of my life making you smile as much as possible. Will you allow me the privilege of being able to call you my wife? Will you marry me mi amor?’
‘Yes. Yes Ona. There’s nothing I would love more than to be your wife.’
You turn around to kiss her, pouring everything you have into it. Ona responds in like, conveying every ounce of affection, love and relief that she has into it.
‘I love you.’
‘I love you too.’
Ona blinks back tears, carefully sliding the engagement ring onto your hand.
It matches the one you’d given her, except that the pearls were exchanged for your birthstone.
You think that it’s stunning.
The smile on your face can only be rivaled by Ona’s.
How Special Ona Made Your Engagement Ring
You’d been wearing it for a week before you realise Ona had it engraved.
It was only because of safety concerns that you had to remove the engagement ring Ona had given you so that you could train. Wedding rings could be taped up but the stones on the ring meant that taping would be useless.
You hated to take it off but that action allows you to notice the words inscribed inside.
‘I want you.’
Crossing the locker room, to where Ona is chatting with Tooney, you wrap your arm around her waist and lean your head against her shoulder as you wait for her to finish her conversation.
Thankfully Ella doesn’t take long and you have Ona all to yourself.
The brunette doesn’t seem to notice the depth of your emotions. She does however cover your hand on her waist with her own as you both walk out to the training field where the rest of the team is gathering.
It’s not until you have to separate from Ona whereupon you give her an intense kiss and murmur, ‘Thank you, I want you too.’ that she notices.
Ona has to wait until training ends before she act, lacing her fingers with yours.
‘Never doubt that I want you. You’re always going to be my first choice.’
That’s how you end up borrowing the engagement ring you’d given your fiancée and taking it to a jewelry store.
The words, ‘You’re my first choice.’ are engraved on its inside when you give it back to her.
The Day You Marry Ona
Ona’s mother insists that you follow tradition and spend the night before your wedding apart. She also insists that it’s bad luck for either of you to see the other in your wedding dresses before walking down the aisle.
That meant that you wouldn’t see her until it was time to say your vows.
You hadn’t been separated from Ona for this long ever since she came back to you but Ona’s mother was adamant.
It made your heart ache but you knew that it would be worth it.
As it is, you’re barely able to contain your excitement of being able to marry the girl of your dreams. In an hour you were going to be able to call her your wife…
Your makeup and hair are done, your dress already on. You had never been more ready for anything in your life. Millie, your bridesmaid, had left you alone at your request because you just wanted a minute to take it all in. It’s not every day that one of your biggest childhood dreams comes true.
Tracing the initials (Ona’s initials because you couldn’t let her be the only one with a physical reminder) you had just gotten inked on the inside of your right wrist (you planned to show your new tattoo to Ona during your vows), you wonder what Ona would look like in her white dress. She’d be beautiful, you had no doubt about that.
A knock on the door of your dressing room pulls you out of your head and you make to open it only for a quick, ‘No don’t open the door!’
‘Don’t open the door okay?’ Ona says more softly.
You smile, knowing immediately that this was Ona’s way of compromising her mother’s instructions.
There’s some muffled noises outside and then a small, shy, ‘Hi.’
You laugh.
‘Hi Ona.’
She giggles as she leans her head back against the door. The brunette had settled herself comfortably into a seated position, being careful not to crease her wedding dress (she feared her mother’s wrath if she did). She couldn’t wait for you to see her in it.
‘How are you feeling?’ She asks.
‘Really excited. And happy. So so happy. I can’t wait to be your wife mi amor.’ You answer easily, mirroring the other Spaniard’s sitting position on the other side of the door (not that you could see her or she, you, which was the whole point really).
‘I feel the same. I can’t wait to be your wife too.’
You grin and through the door, Ona is doing the same.
‘I missed you last night.’ You tell her.
‘I missed you too.’
Even though you can’t see her, you know there’s a pout on her face.
The two of you sit in a comfortable silence, the knowledge that the other was there, on the other side of the door being more than enough.
Until Ona wonders out loud, ‘Do you think our twelve year old selves knew what they were doing? Like did they ever think they would end up getting married?’
You laugh, ‘No. But I don’t think they would be disappointed. I can’t speak for you but I know my twelve year old self would not believe she would be marrying the most beautiful girl in the world.’
Ona’s smile widens, a breathy laugh escaping her, ‘If you’d told twelve year old me she would be marrying the girl she had been crushing on since she ate the granola bar shared with her, she would never have believed you either.’
‘Ona?’
‘Yes my love?’
‘I love you.’
Her response is instant.
‘I love you too. More than anything.’
Spanish Translations:
hermosa - beautiful
mi amor - my love
bon dia - good morning
gracias - thank you
te quiero más - i love you more
amor - love
lo siento - i’m sorry
Catalan Translation:
feliç aniversari - happy birthday
#this is basically 14 excerpts/ideas that i wanted to fit into the initial six chapters but couldn’t#ona batlle#ona batlle x reader#ona batlle imagine#woso x reader#woso imagine#woso fanfics#wsl x reader#wsl imagine#muwfc x reader#muwfc imagine#espwnt x reader#espwnt imagine#futfem x reader#futfem imagine#katelynnwrites#uswnt imagine#uswnt x reader#woso#you were bigger than the whole sky
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Birthday breakfast
“Shhhhh, let her sleep.”
“But it’s time to get up!”
Hermione smiled, eyes still shut and clinging to the vestiges of sleep. She felt wrung out and deliciously sore from when Draco had woken her up at midnight to give her the first birthday gift of the day. She wasn’t sure what time it was now, but considering her heavy eyelids, it was probably still far before noon.
“Scorpius, get back here!”
Slam!
She kept her breathing slow and steady despite the door knocking into the wall and the weight that landed at the base of the bed.
“If she doesn’t wake up, then how can she eat breakfast?”
It took all her willpower to not chuckle at the pout in the little boy’s voice. At eight-years-old, Scorpius reminded her so much of his father, full of demands and seemingly without a concern in the world. Hermione knew better, of course. Her adopted son had experienced grief too early with the loss of his mother. His resilience was a testament to the love lavished on him by Astoria and Draco long before Hermione had come along.
She heard the soft patter of footsteps. A second weight dropped the mattress even further. Hermione knew Draco wasn’t fooled by her little act.
“I suspect she’ll wake up soon, my star. The food will keep until then.” Humor laced his words. Hermione could just imagine Scorpius’ lip jutting out in response.
“But—”
“But,” Draco emphasized, “We could try a spell to help her wake.”
Well, this would be interesting.
“A spell? Please, Dad, show me!” Scorpius bounced in place, sending shockwaves through the bed. Perhaps they should consider casting some permanent stabilization charms.
“Okay, repeat after me: tempus passus!”
Hermione nearly snorted at the fake incantation. Tempus passus, really? That was the best he could come up with?
“Tempus passus!”
“Now wave your wrists like so.”
The bed shook once more with the force of Scorpius’ movements, one of his hands smacking her on the thigh.
“Wait for it…”
Hermione fluttered her lashes, then twitched. With a groan, she rolled over and stretched her arms out.
“It’s working!”
“Scorpius?” She didn’t have to fake the scratchiness in her throat. She could desperately use some coffee.
“Happy birthday, Mum!”
That opened her eyes faster than any bang of the door or jolt to her mattress. The sight of a grinning Scorpius filled her vision, any hints of reservation completely absent.
“Mum”. He’d called her “Mum”.
“Oh, Scorpius, honey—” Her words cut off with the force of the young boy’s skinny arms wrapping around her. Behind him, Draco wore a gentle smile, which she matched with her own.
She hadn’t dared hope for this day. In her mind, Astoria would always be Scorpius’ mother. Hermione loved him, of course, but she knew better than to expect she’d ever take the woman’s place in their hearts. Even though Astoria had passed while Scorpius was barely old enough to remember her, she had already left her impression behind, that of a mother and wife who loved with all her being and regretted nothing but leaving her boys behind. The best Hermione could hope for would be to carve out a place of her own and bring them the joy they deserved.
“Happy birthday, love.” Draco joined them in their embrace, all-encompassing and reassuring in his warmth. She could have stayed like this all morning.
Scorpius had other ideas.
He wiggled and pushed, ending their hug with a cry of “Birthday breakfast!”
“There’d better be coffee,” Hermione teased. They were all too aware of her pre-caffeine grumpiness.
“Here, Mum!” A tray was shoved into her lap, set with steaming coffee, a carafe of pumpkin juice with three glasses, and a full English breakfast several times the size of her usual morning meal.
She raised an inquiring brow, which Draco met with a knowing smirk. “How about a breakfast picnic for three?”
Today, of all days, Hermione set aside her rule against food in bed. There was much to celebrate, least of which being her own birthday.
WC 678
DHRMonth Prompt: Week 3 - Celebrations, September 19 - Birthday
Cross-posted to AO3
I’ve always considered Hermione’s birthday as set at the perfect time of year, just late enough to see the start of my favorite season with its turning colors and color evenings, but still warm enough to only need a light cover in the day’s sunshine. I’m excited to see all the artwork and fics centering on our birthday girl!
#dramionemonth#dramione month#dramione#dhr fanfiction#harry potter fanfiction#draco malfoy x hermione granger#hermione granger#draco malfoy#scorpius malfoy
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all the fics I read this year, part II — drarry edition
Here's where you go for part I (jily). Drarry is my second top-ship of 2023! Personally, I am so awed by the drarry writers on here, their wonderful & unique fics out there, plus the many podfics! I hope to enjoy more podfics next year ❤️ For now I'm highly grateful to have read all these incredible fics which have comforted me during hard times ❤️🫂
Magic Man by @dracogotgame = dracogotgame - Draco is a Muggle Magic Performer, and Harry's sure he's using real magic, which he isn't allowed to do, and naturally sets up to investigate, but what follows is a fluffy romantic fic instead!
Tiny Dragons & Where to Find Them by @tasteofshapes - Harry's tiny dragon is missing! It's with Draco 😳😏😍🥰
Little Deaths and How to Avoid Them (or Draco Malfoy's Guide to Stop Dying and Start Living Instead)* by dustmouth, nerakrose asexual Harry! This fic was so amazing, the vibes were soft and p calm ❤️
Far From The Tree by aideomai - GOSH THIS FIC. goodness where do i start. It's like enemies with benefits except we know we're not going to end up together because your future kids accidentally time travelled here and at least i don't end up in azkaban in the future also there's an evil swordlady trying to kill us all AND MORE. this fic has a great concept, amazing execution and a PERFECT ending.
Nice Things by aideomai - every drarry fic list must contain an 8th year fic! This one also has some interhouse friendships and the vibe is quite cosy. This is the fic where all the 8th years are accomodated in a house called 'Gatehouse'. Kind of gives off a bit of a 2012 Avengers fic, iykwim.
The Star Splitter by @oflights - ahsvgdjsknbvghk this WIP is the bane of my existence the object if my desires etc etc. Latest update has left me hanging! It is heart-healing but angsty at the same time, and has lots of world building. Features 35 yo drarry, plus lots of time-travelling. I'm putting a lot of trust in that "happy ending" tag!
if the bees know by fanfairmod, oflights - everything about this fic screams fall amd spooky season. it is cosy, starts a bit sadly but ends on a beautiful note. also feat. cute harry & scorpius moments!
go to it laughing by oflights - v cute meet-cute!!
along each garden wall by oflights - veela Harry! Feat. A Draco who wants to whisk Harry off in his hot air balloon and a time-stopping ship. It's funny and a nice read overall.
the first in line by oflights - so many misunderstandings in this one oh my god!!!! overall it's a funny and comfort fic feat. Vet!Harry 🤩😍
Close Behind* by oflights - angsty angsty fic! Betrayal, death, lots of worldbuilding and a gripping plotline!
Byzantine by oflights - alexa play jealousy, jealousy by olivia
What dreams may come by @lastontheboat - i LOVE the unique concept this fic is based on! Amnesiac Harry has his memory regained by Healer Draco, but in the process they must have sex! The smut was incredible.
Assumptions by @indigo-scarf - asexual draco with hurt and comfort that patches you back together!
Tomorrow by space_wingding - Harry and Draco are older, Harry's dying, Draco's a biographer, and this is how the fic starts. In the process of writing, they fall in love as they discover more about each other ❤️
It Was All Just a Game (Rewrite) by write_me227 - holy shit is this a ride. This is angsty, adorable, angsty, romantic, etc and has all the rockiness of a teenage relationship accompanied by lies and dark lords and wartimes. it had me totally under its powerful grip.
hear me (with your whole body) by @teacup-tai - this was an interesting fic, focussing on the intricacies of drarry, how miscommunication and not enough talking planted misconceptions in their minds about their relationship
[Podfic] GOODNIGHT FROM YOUR FUTURE HUSBAND by GallaPlacidia by greenmegsnoham, PhenomenalAsterisk - truly phenomenal podfic, so many fun moments and laughter! this was my first podfic, both the fic and the reading were great, i loved consuming fic in this form ❤️
*[Asterisk marks a fic i haven't completely read.]
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Albus Severus Potter, 15 years old.
"It's a little corny, it really is, because my feelings for you are so big that it just makes me want to babble to you all the romantic things I might have to say, but I was never good at expressing anything other than my neutrality or dislike, so it's Better to do this on paper than nothing.
Is it the way you look, your kind personality or your intelligence that made me fall in love with you? That is a question that I don't know, since you are so beautiful to give a specific point of why I fell in love with you, of how the first time I saw you on the train I felt a good and incredible connection with you, it was like seeing a Angel, something you may not understand, you don't have to understand. Your soft and pretty hair where I delicately pass my hands to caress it and make you feel better from the cold nights, your soft clothes and your cinnamon aroma that hugs me and I respond in unison of a hypnotizing intoxication, your personality so soft and positive that always It brings me the best days, or the sad and devastating one that breaks my soul but makes me want to protect you from everything that has done you wrong, your sense of intelligence, although sometimes it is fun, is amazing like a wizard of such short age can do the great amazing things that you do, I don't think there is anyone more beautiful than you, and if there were I would say that is a lie since the love of my life is right here, in front of me, and it is all I need.
I, Albus Severus Potter, fell lost in love, a love so indescribable that I do not know if this is enough.
I love you Scorpius Malfoy."
Albus Severus Potter-Malfoy, 25 years old.
"Of the hundreds of poems that I have written about your beauty, I found the first poem that came from my heart, of course at that time I was a child full of innocence, I was overloaded with thoughts and emotions that I did not know how to portray well, but now it's different.
Scorpius Malfoy-Potter, my husband for two years, and the love of my life since I met you, I don't think there is a more incredible person like you in this universe, the love I have for you is so misunderstood that the word love does not suit me. enough, because everything in my head is indescribable, so overwhelming and perfect, the way your long hair meets my hands, leaving a shiny softness every time I fall asleep next to you, the sound of your voice Reciting words of love to me or moaning from the act of the union of our bodies is incomparable, with a beautiful tingling that makes me feel complete, a voice that I would not like to stop hearing, the way your thin and soft body dances with mine. in a union that only the two of us know and is so magical, it is like a magnet that attracts me and attracts me to become a drug addict dependent on the drug that is your body, your kindness is one of the things that has never changed in you, the same as kind and perfect as ever, my sun every time I wake up and brighter than that, and your sadness that still hurts me, but I have you by my side and when your tears stop and you look at me with a smile and in the whisper of your lips you say thank you I know that I am your everything and you are everything to me, your perfect beauty from head to toe is indescribable everyone would call me stupid since no one is perfect, but you are, in every aspect.
I, Albus Severus Malfoy-Potter, have fallen into the clutches of love for a long time, and always stronger than ever.
I love you my beloved husband, my beloved star, my everything Scorpius Malfoy."
#cursed child#harry potter and the cursed child#scorpius malfoy#hpcc#albus potter#albus severus potter#harry potter#scorbus#harry potter next generation#scorpius hyperion malfoy
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Hermione’s Birthday (2023):
Birthday Request by OverthinkingSatan - K+, one-shot - "You haven't said anything after my birthday request." "I can't give something that I already done, Hermione." Or Draco internal battle when facing his crush that wishing him to love her. [POV Draco, shorts]
Make A Wish by uzumakibrat - M, one-shot - There on her dining room table was a cake; heart shaped with deep red roses all over it and candles in the form of '22' placed in it. She smiled when she realized that this must have been her friends' last little surprise for her. When she stepped closer to the cake, she saw that there were words written in cursive on it. Three words. Make a wish.
Incendio by art_emissss - T, one-shot - If there ever was a time to believe in what his parents taught him, that people like her were nothing but thieves, nothing more than filth under his shoes, it was now, because his world was shifting and he desperately, frantically clung to the only familiar thing in it. It wasn’t his fault that his hold began slipping. Or: the one where Draco spends Hermione's birthdays with her—without her knowledge.
Birthday Breakfast by MarinaJune - T, one-shot - “I suspect she’ll wake up soon, my star. The food will keep until then.” Humor laced his words. Hermione could just imagine Scorpius’ lip jutting out in response. “But—” “But,” Draco emphasized, “We could try a spell to help her wake.”
It is now my duty to completely drain you by dramiodantes - M, one-shot - “Draco! What are you doing here?”. He smiled fondly. “Do you really think I could miss your birthday? Have a little faith in me, witch”. /// Hermione is spending the first minutes of her birthday alone in her quarters, getting ready for a new day of classes at Hogwarts, when Draco returns from a mission just in time to celebrate the occasion properly. [a smutty one-shot in which Hermione is a huge Nirvana fan and Draco would do anything to make her happy, even create a new stock of Time-Turners with Theo's help]
Hermione Granger: Auntie of the Year by MsPolaPotter - M, one-shot - A slice of life story in which Hermione throws herself a birthday party for her niblings.
Gorgeous by arielle_reads - M, one-shot - It's Hermione's 30th birthday and instead of happily celebrating with her boyfriend, Roger Davies, he's too busy shagging some other witch in the loo. There's only one thing left to do. Take Malfoy up on his offer to make the wanker jealous and spend the rest of the night dancing with the most gorgeous man there.
come on, give me a taste by riddikulus_puff - E, one-shot - Draco Malfoy wanted to give his girlfriend, Hermione Granger, the best birthday present that there ever could be especially as she had opened up about her sexual preferences in the bedroom and the things that she wanted to further explore. She trusted her boyfriend, trusted him with every fibre of her being and knew that she would be safe with whatever he had planned for her birthday. She was hot with excitement. A one-shot for Hermione Granger's 44th Birthday
Empty Halls by Serpent_Sortia - T, one-shot - Hermione wanders the halls alone on her birthday, and just who should she run into?
Incandescent Celebrations by Biirdiee_Rose - E, one-shot - Draco may hate going out (especially with Gryffindor's), but there wasn't much he wouldn't do for Hermione Granger. An exceptional witch deserves exceptional celebrations. And he'll do just about anything to ensure that she's happy and satisfied. _ Written for Dramione Month - Day 19 - Birthday
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