Microfic May Day 2: Black

Draco Malfoy is a Girl Dad. You're telling me this man wouldn't wear a feather boa and sit in a comically small chair drinking tea (water) from a tiny china cup??? Unacceptable. That man's entire existence revolves around his daughter's convoluted stuffed animal heirarchy.

knives out 4 should be set in a papal conclave and every time they elect a new pope he keeps getting murdered. black smoke white smoke black smoke white smoke the crowd goes huh?? they have to make benoit blanc a cardinal to get him inside the room and he insists on bringing his husband, because they were on vacation in rome when this all started and phillip wanted to see the sistine chapel but it got closed for conclave. to use himself as bait benoit has to get elected pope. except then he catches the murderer before he can get murdered and now he's stuck as pope. gay married pope, oops! is this anything

IV. Pathetic

<- previous day

Draco laid in bed. He stared meaninglessly towards the ceiling, brooding the whole pathetic situation he’d found himself in. If he let himself think too hard, all his life would start to look it too. So he didn’t. 

He thought of that morning and of Potter’s lips on the ceramic mug. Of last year and Potter’s lips around a spoonful of food in the Great Hall. Of Potter’s messy hair, from the early morning and the late nights at the Quidditch pitch. Of Potter’s bare feet on the kitchen floor and the showers of the eight years’ dorms. He thought of it all and bottled it up like his potions. He stored them on a dusty shelf in his heart, to be soon forgotten.

He closed his eyes, the last thing he saw was his green blanket. That night he dreamt of Potter’s green eyes and in the morning he’ll remember his pathetic besotted heart.

next day ->

prompt list previous days

The Boy Who Only Lived Twice by @letteredlettered

I love this fic, and the quiet deep feelings combined with fun spy plot. Not sure what about it told me it needed pink geometric animals but that’s what I’ve gone for and I kind of love it!

Judgmental Golden trio and the twins! Love them all🥰

Can any of you guess who’s actually Fred and who’s George? To the first person who does maybe I’ll draw you a little doodle 👀

my girls 💌

Happy International Women's Day!

I thought for a long time about how to congratulate you, because I didn't have any art ready. I have several sketches of this girl, but I decided that I would show you this very first one.

So, I'd like you to meet HARRY AND DRACO'S BIOLOGICAL Daughter.

*applause

This is only a rough draft, but I'm already thinking that I'm definitely going to give her black hair, thick eyelashes and eyebrows from Harry, and fair skin with light eyes from Draco. I'm also thinking that she should be a Slytherin, because I don't believe that the Melfoy family wouldn't want the first child of our newlyweds. Also, if you have any questions about the conception, I'm thinking about having it be a magical ceremony where Draco comes forward to be the one to carry the child. But it doesn't have to be. It could be surrogacy or something else. It's up to your imagination.

P.S.: oh, and what are we going to name her? Does Lily Narcissa Malfoy-Potter sound too much?

P.P.S.: Forgive my English if I wrote something unclear. Or weird.

Another day of harry simping over his dearest enemy

[day 10 of Microfic May: scene]

Inevitably, they return to the scene of the crime. It's their fucking locker room adjacent to their home pitch exclusive to their Quidditch team.

And now, every single morning, as Morrison drones on about warm-ups and tactics and offensive manoeuvres, Harry's traitorous mind wanders: to the showers (echoing with Draco's choked moans), to the David's locker (its coldness the only thing keeping him cognisant as Draco licks him open), to the bench Draco is sitting on (and the scuff marks it left on the floor from being… pushed).

Catching Draco's eyes is an accident, but it seals Harry's fate either way.

He's doomed: a future repeat offender.

other days: tumblr / ao3