A Large Part Of The Reason Families Were Bigger In The Past Was Because Marital Rape Was Not Considered

Because when everyone in the Drarry Pit gets put into Azkaban, you mine the "Prisoner Draco Malfoy" tag for gold. Obviously. ⛏️🖤⛏️

✨Stars Shine Without by @p1013: Angsty Azkaban Draco realness somehow masterfully combined with domestic fluff, smut, and hope. E, 2k.

✨any day now by @oknowkiss: Not Azkaban but a fully realized rehabilitation center with a delicious power imbalance and heart-aching ambiguity. E, 17k.

✨Fearful Trill by @vukovich: Middle-aged (ahem silver fox) Harry and still-incarcerated Draco reunite in the Ministry. Sexy dark comedy ensues. E, 30k.

✨Former Things Come to Mind by @dodgerkedavra: A beautifully crafted post-Azkaban Draco and post-war Harry hurt/comfort fic where they tenderly heal together. E, 64k.

please don’t spend your life convincing yourself that love or joy is reserved for the idealized version of you that only exists in the future

quick drawing i did instead of paying attention to my online class xd... i've been thinking a lot about spiderman harry x journalists draco, but i've only done this drawing about that one au 😥

journalist!draco was about to interview spiderman. this was his opportunity to be ascended at his job.

he was excited.

until he sees potter. upside down. with what draco foolishly hopes is just a spiderman costume.

I NEED A HAPPY ENDING FIC LIKE THIS 😭😭😭😭 i’ve couldn’t get this idea off my head

You’re telling me that in a series with the main lesson being the power of love, Harry saving the day with Draco’s wand is supposed to mean nothing????

The tik tokification of 'bad words' like sex/seggs suicide/unalive pedohile/PDFile grape/rape only originally censored because of moderation rules but now in colloquial (online) speech is going to send me to an early grave

this website’s easy watch. *dangles a bunch of greek gods like keys*

Young Sirius.

“I feel like I’ve forgotten something,” Ron says, patting his waistcoat down distractedly.

“It better not be the bloody ring,” Harry grits out, teeth clenched with anxiety, nerves coursing through him like electric currents as he bounces on the balls of his feet.

“Nah, mate,” Ron grins. “Don’t you fret.”

Harry gives a choked laugh. “Me? Never been calmer.”

“Picture of serenity,” Ron agrees.

“Exactly.” Harry takes some deep breaths, shaking out his hands. “Oh god. Why isn’t he here yet? I just want this to be done.”

“Wow. Romantic.”

“It is romantic,” Harry insists. “I want us to be married now. Or fucking yesterday.”

“Language!” Hermione whispers from the front row behind them, but she’s beaming and already crying a little, hands over Hugo’s little ears. Harry grins back, feeling so painfully excited. He’s a little worried he’s going to throw up from it. The thought of it makes him laugh, imagining Draco’s face if Harry was sick all over his custom-made white robes, spun from fucking unicorn hair or mermaid silk or whatever. God.

And then a hush falls over the crowd, and there he is, looking so fucking beautiful as he strides down the aisle, robes billowing behind him, sun gleaming in his hair, eyes fixed firmly on Harry. Jesus fuck. Harry's crying now too. He can't look away. Draco is a vision, glowing, his haughty, pointy, beloved face softened with something that looks like awe, disbelief. Harry can relate.

"Hey," he chokes out, when Draco reaches him.

"Hello," Draco murmurs, his mouth pulling into a grin. "My god, Harry, control yourself."

"I can't," Harry sobs. "Ugh. Fuck. I love you."

"We're not at that part yet," Draco reminds him, gripping his hands tight, radiant.

Ron puts a hand on Harry's shoulder, passing him a handkerchief. "Ready?"

"Yeah," Harry beams, wiping his eyes and looking back to Draco. "Are you?"

And Draco, grey eyes bright, nods.

Forgotten 💍 Day 11 of @peachydreamxx and @uncannycerulean’s prompts. Full collection on ao3.