#Draci

[eso-z-rukavu]

Ok ale kdo to překládal??

you know he would have been one of Those kids

inspired by this pic:

[blu3-qui11]

so uh i was just casually showering when this short poem about shadowpeach randomly came into my head and caught me offguard

[nixotinix]

Wow it's my birthday!! One year closer to being a tax payer </3 anyways if u love me you'll send me money (/j)

Anyways here's some art for the occasion teehee

And some close ups!

ANYWYAS yea it's my birthday ^^ am officially 17 yippee

[cringelordofchaos]

basically which pairing out of these do you like best in a platonic context + which ones should be best friends with no romantic feelings involved

They don't have to be canonically friends of course. Headcanons are fully encouraged here

(n = and)

Some of these options are based on platonic rarepairs I commonly see online, some are just my own platonic rarepairs I like

[nihonium-art]

Cringetober Day 1 : Heterochromia

I decided I'll try my best to follow @icryink 's cringetober 2023! Trying to get myself out of art block

I don't think there's any characters of mine that I remember who has classic Heterochromia, so I stretched it a liiiittle. Just a tad.

This girl is an old character I had in the back of my mind, Dracy! A girl who was cursed to slowly turn into a dragon, so she has a dragon eye and a normal human eye! It felt fun drawing her again after like, a good 7 years minimum.

[tmfshippingcompetitions]

Droey VS Dracy

[ashes0909]

If you still doing the Writing Game

Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter TimeTurners regret happiness rate e, please

Finally found time to get words on page for this incredibly smutty Drarry piece. I can't believe this is only my second Drarry fic outside of some very, very old LiveJournal attempts thank you for giving me an excuse to write it!

TW: Harry does some nonconsensual creepin' that very quickly turns consensual.

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The fall of Voldemort brought many things with it, including an Eighth Year to Hogwarts. Harry had more coursework to make up than most of the students and because of that, he was issued his very own Time-Turner. 

It was the stupid thing’s bloody fault he was in this mess to begin with. See, midway through the school year Harry stumbled upon something he shouldn’t have seen, wish he hadn’t seen, but now that he had seen it, he couldn’t get it out of his mind. 

At ten o’clock every evening, when Harry knew most of the castle was asleep, he slipped from his bed and down to the common room. From a shadowed corner, he flipped the Time-Turner over and over until he got to the specific moment. The sleeping common room shifted and turned, until it stopped at an entirely too familiar moment in time. 

The Night Everything Changed. It lit up like bold letters in his mind. He knew the trodden pathways well, and had memorized where everyone was weeks ago. Including, and specifically, Draco Malfoy. 

He slipped around one corner, down a moving staircase that landed him exactly where he wanted to be: the dungeon level prefect bathroom. Harry checked the time and knew by now that if he slipped into the bathroom at just the right moment, the rush from the bathtub’s faucet would cover up the sounds of his entry. 

Honestly, Harry couldn’t remember what first brought him to the bathroom weeks ago, but he knew what made him stay: pale skin in the moonlight, covered only in soap suds, sitting on the edge of the large bathtub, hand wandering down a lithe and now-familiar chest. It was the soft gasping moans that transfixed him, the way Malfoy--without even being in full view--could transform from enemy to erotic fixation. Harry’s cock twitched behind layers of fabric.

He knew these moments by heart, and had them fixed to his memory for a lifetime. And that’s how he knew tonight was different. Where there was usually a moan, Malfoy’s head thrown back in pleasure, tonight there was a heated laugh and Malfoy’s dark gaze fixed on the spot he hid. “Like what you see, Potter?”

Harry couldn’t move, could barely breathe, let alone respond. His interest twitched in his robes--the sight of Malfoy, naked and staring at him was a shock straight to his cock--but every other part of Harry froze. 

“You’re not the only one with a Time Turner,” Malfoy continued. “Told my other self to bugger off tonight and let me come into the bathroom instead. Been waiting, since I caught you that first time.”

A whirl of thoughts flew through Harry’s mind: how long ago had ���that first time’ been? When did Malfoy first find out? But, more importantly, why had he continued to let Harry watch. Was this a game? Was he about to be hexed?

But Malfoy didn’t look mad. Malfoy looked, well, beautifully aroused.

At a crossroads, Harry knew he could turn and run away. And he’d regret it forever. Instead, he took a shaky breath and stepped into the moonlight. Once in full view, Malfoy’s smirk morphed into an actual smile. A hand ran water and suds along his chest once more, while the other one wrapped back around his cock, stroking, while knowing fully well that Harry was watching.

Harry couldn’t help himself, he pressed his own palm over his robes, giving his aching cock some much needed pressure. Malfoy’s gaze dropped down to Harry’s hand, while speeding up the stroking rhythm of his own. 

“I guess that’s a yes, then?” Malfoy did throw his head back and moan then, only it was unlike anything Harry had seen before, a full performance, just for Harry. “You do like what you see?”

Harry let out a shaky breath, thrusting into his own hand. 

Malfoy’s eyes narrowed. “Answer me or I’ll stop.”

That was the last thing Harry wanted, so he nodded, a short, quick lowering of his chin.

Malfoy’s hand froze. “I can’t hear you, Potter.”

“I’m not the only one hard here, Malfoy.” Harry gritted his teeth. “But fine, yes, I…like what I’m seeing. Now will you continue or--”

Malfoy laughed, his hand returning, only this time with a lazy stroke. “I bet there’s a part of you that wishes your hands were on me. Maybe your mouth. Maybe you’d like me to step out of this bath and walk over to you and drop to my knees…”

Harry wanted to spell away his robes so badly, he had to call back a loose impulse of wandless magic. He needed the pressure of skin on skin, but also wanted to retain some level of self-control. 

So of course, Malfoy upped the ante, spread his legs and started running fingers along a hole that Harry could barely make out in the dim bathroom, but still honed in Harry’s focus like a spotlight shining on it from the moon itself.

All remaining control vanished from Harry, he barely kept his magic in check because he didn’t need to spell away his robes, he was too busy making a complete mess out of them, coming from minimal pressure at the most erotic sight he’d ever laid eyes upon.

It was clear, Malfoy could tell exactly when he came. Harry could tell in the way Malfoy’s smile twisted into predatory delight. The way he didn’t stop staring at Harry as he stroked himself fast and stretched himself loose. With one final gasp and turn of his head, he followed Harry over the edge, coming in long lines over his chest, his hand, his thighs.

Harry’s mouth watered, followed quickly by a heavy curtain of shame and fear falling down over him. What had he just done? And with whom? Few people would ever call him a coward, but Malfoy would, and in this moment he’d be right. 

Harry fled straight from the bathroom, all the way back to his bed.

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The next morning Harry woke up still aroused, visions of Malfoy inescapably plaguing him from the moment he slipped into consciousness. He spent the day battling away memories of the night before, trying to focus, and steadily avoiding Malfoy.

Until Charms. 

They shared Charms, and Harry considered skipping it but his arousal had other plans, leading him like a beacon into Malfoy’s proximity.

Would he get punched? Hexed? Laughed at? 

He didn’t make it into the classroom. Malfoy was leaning against the wall across from the entrance, knee bent with a foot on the stone, arms crossed. Harry pulse raced; no one should look that good covered in layers of Hogwarts robes. But Harry knew what those robes hid, what that face looked like when he came, how his heated laugh sounded as he stroked his cock.

“Malfoy,” Harry greeted.

A smirk in reply. But, Harry hadn’t been punched, hexed, or laughed at yet. Malfoy’s smirk went straight to his cock. “Potter.” Malfoy licked his lips and Harry couldn’t look away. A few students walked past them, eyeing them with curiosity. Malfoy ignored them and continued, “You left before I could give you my notes.”

“...Notes?” 

“About our group project.”

Confusion flooded Harry but it was tinged with the beginning flutters of excitement, happiness even. Malfoy wasn’t going to hurt him or yell at him or shame him. Instead, Malfoy was going to proposition him. 

Harry beamed. “Right, our group project.” 

Malfoy tilted his head to an empty classroom at the end of the hall. “Meet me there after Charms.” The last of the students were walking into class, it was almost time for it to start. “If you want to keep working on the project together, of course.”

Then, Malfoy walked into their classroom, leaving Harry stunned, half-hard and buzzing with the prospect of what exactly they were getting themselves into.

It was nearly impossible to sit through Charms, but Harry managed. Barely.

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If anyone else is interested, check out my Writing Game!

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Plague Raven by yirikus

[snrland]

[kdo-si-hraje-nezlobi]

Já: když jsem poprvé potkala anemo archona, ten měl zdivočelého draka

Já: když jsem poprvé potkala geo archona, byl to mrtvý drak

Já: už se nemůžu dočkat, až potkám třetího archona, jsem zvědavá, co ten drak bude dělat!

Sourozenec: třetí archon draka sežrala

Já: . . . co to kuva jako co prosím?! SežrALA?!

[blu3-qui11]

BRO WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED IN THE NEW SOLARBALLS EP. NO WAY THEY JUST. DUMPED ALL OF THAT ONTO US OUTTA NOWHERE. NEPTUNE BEING NORMAL AGAIN. JUPITER LOSING HIS MIND ANS SATURN TRYING HIS BEST. MERCURY AND HIS TRAUMA. EARTH PROBABLY GOING THROUGH ANOTHER ICE AGE AND MARS BEING THE SENSIBLE ONE YET AGAIN. AND THE SUN??? WELL THAT WAS SURE ANEW SIDE OF HIM.

Uranus was probably the only one okay with it while Venus was. Actually where was he?

Edit: also Neptune being British too really sells the whole Uranus and Neptune being cousins thing idk it's just silly and cute.

Also Neptune calling earth as "terra" hmm....I think that's was probably what proto-earth was called?

[extraliga-related]

M. Peksa -> full-time goalie, part-time model

[pechaberriesandsoju]

Ngl if Charles Xavier ever mentioned deciding to add a nursery section to the X Manor, my insert and Logan would be fucking booking it cause "no no no no terrible idea AWFUL IDEA- where the hell is Erik so he can talk sense into you?"

[witchspeka]

Trăiesc experiența clasica românească adică s-a oprit CFR-ul la dracu în praznic și stam aici de o ora 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Pai sa nu-ți bagi pula 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

[cringelordofchaos]

TMF Stacy headcanons!! (More like what her personality is in my imaginary fanfic)

- she's not exactly forward, she likes surprises and surprising people. (This most definitely turns off drew at first, because trust issues)(platonic stew/dracy is canon in this fic)

- she has a close bond with her mom

- her mom had always encouraged her to go with her heart, and not let others let her down. To go forward

- was the biggest pokemon fan during elementary school

- horse girl

- she is into fashion and wants to be a fashion designer when she grows up!!

- she's relatively neutral in her class's hierarchy, most people get along with her

- her mom is relatively young and works in one of those stereotypical professional companies or something as an assistant??

- maybe asian? Or part asian

- she is genuinely clumsy but uses it to her advantage

- she seems like the type of person to go with the flow but she actually plans and organizes a lot of events in her life. Though like I said she likes surprises so don't expect her to be too predictable

- when Luke rejects her she's sort of disappointed

- she sometimes sketches out outfit concepts, she's pretty good at it but is not too interested in drawing as much as she would like to get it in action

- she reads fashion magazines

- she is godawful at jokes. Sometimes unintentionally funny doe

- high empath (If I ever make that aforementioned fanfic I'm gonna utilize this to make platonic stew/dracy canon)

- ambivert, introvert leaning

- she never got to know her grandparents too much since she and her mom live far from them, but she did get to see them a few times and she feels like there's tension between them and her mom

- her mom is pretty successful

- she has no idea who her dad is. She never met him. Fatherless jokes are ineffective because they're true

- Really likes various aesthetics, her phone background is the most aesthetically aesthetic thing you've ever seen, she also really likes purple for some reason, and she really likes how the sky looks like when the moon comes

- she also really likes sunsets and sunrises. Beautiful

- loves crystals and shiny things. Like glowing things y'know

- Into dancing too

- maybe not the best make-up artist in the school but she's definitely up there

- humble

- expressive, autistic I MEANT TO WRITE artistic but you know what? I ain't deleting a thing

- vegetarian

- wait I need to give her flaws she's too perfect uhmmmmmmmm

- she can be a bit too persistent, and is always looking for the answer to her questions

- sometimes a bit too curious, coming as a form of detriment in her social relationships

- stubborn

- her mom thinks she wants to be a veterinarian when she grows up, or literally anything professional, but Stacy is embarrassed to say she just wants to design cute clothes, her mom wouldn't care doe

- slight anxiety

- her mom was a teenager when she was born and so she was judged by her parents and her then-boyfriend sort of dumped her which is why Stacy's mom tells Stacy to not let others let her down because she learned self acceptance (don't ask me why I HC this but. Stacy's mom angst potential??? Im probably the only one who thinks this way uhhhh

Can't wait for that :D

(these aren't even headcanons bro I literally just made an oc and splashed it onto an already existing character)

I might add onto this in the future idk

[postcard-from-the-past]

Château de La Genête, Dracy-sur-Ouanne, Burgundy region of France

French vintage postcard