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rockingrobin69 · 8 days ago
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of mice and man and man
“It’ll be a little crammed,” Draco said, hearing the apology and stopping the wince before it showed, “but I think we could—”
“It’s perfect,” Harry said, the smile in his voice thick enough for Draco to dare a look. He barely managed one, panting into his palm, tinier even than the space, smaller-smallest. But he did, and—Harry was indeed smiling, beaming, even, brighter than the fluorescent light. In a fight between Harry and the sun, Draco often thought, and stopped himself with quite a bit of force, because truly, what. What. What?
Cleared his throat. Harry was still holding onto his bag with both hands. It looked heavy; Draco developed a light sweat just from staring.
He said, “You can put that down if you’d like.”
Harry blinked in surprise. “I—oh. Yes. Here?”
“You can, ah, put it in the, bedroom? If you prefer? Of course you’ll take the bed; I changed the sheets and, ah.” Stopped at what was now clearly bafflement. “Is something the matter?”
“No,” Harry frowned, an obvious lie. “I just thought—never mind.”
“What?”
“Nothing. Which way to the bedroom?”
“Down the—”
“Actually, no, don’t be ridiculous. I’ll take the sofa. I’m the guest.”
Draco refrained from smacking his own forehead. “No, no, I won’t hear of it. You just escaped possible mould poisoning; you’re taking the bed.”
“I would have,” Harry grumbled into his elbow in the world’s least-convincing cough, “if—anyway, I need some space for Rufus. The living room would do best.”
To call it a living room was either generous or offensive, Draco didn’t yet decide. It was barely a room, and not entirely designed for the living. It had been a crypt, after all, but renting a place in the city was ridiculously expensive and it did make for a neat party theme. If Draco had ever thrown a party in his life. If he had the slightest inclination to do ever do so. And the neighbours were not terrible either, once the old priest finally left. Very into cheese, which Draco could respect.
Blinking until he near-blinded himself: “You’re being silly. You and Rufus would have a great time in the bedroom. It is slightly more spacious and far less—what’s the word I’m looking for—”
“Dead?” Harry offered pleasantly.
“No, not that. Less drafty, maybe. Did you bring the jumper I knitted for Rufus?”
Again with that sun-challenging grin. “Of course. He never leaves the house without it.”
(Harry once said, entirely serious, that if Draco was a vampire, he would battle the sun if it bothered him. He said it in a straight face and a shrug). (He was mad). (And Draco didn’t allow himself to think further into the absurd, not-worth-his-breath concept). (Because, what). (Truly).
“Rufus is a good chap,” Draco said, and earned another smile for his trouble. “It was good of him to discover your flat was infested with black mould.”
“Yes,” Harry said, “it was Rufus who, er, discovered it,” even though he’d already told Draco that, three times over the phone and twice since he arrived. He was so bizarre sometimes.
“Mice have an incredible sense of smell,” Draco conceded, eyebrow raised, and Harry gulped a few times in a guilty sort of way, still clutching onto his bag. “Oh, come on, we can—share the bedroom. All three of us. It isn’t huge, but not made in miniature either, and Rufus doesn’t take that much space.”
Oh, the sun was ruined; no source of light could ever compare. “Great! Yes. Let’s do that. Yes. Did I tell you I love your place? It’s so strange and Rufus feels right at home and it’s great.”
Unable to look at him, “All right. Stop rambling. If they can’t get rid of the mould you’re more than welcome to move in, both of you.” As a joke, obviously.
Harry said, “Okay,” in a slightly-too-enthusiastic tone, and Draco, weakened already by smiles and close quarters, the smell of Harry’s appley shampoo, by how he was—there, in his space and terrific and so awful about it, Draco who had given up entirely said, “Okay,” right back.
They stood there for another moment in dead silence. Draco’s flat never felt less eerie.
Then he took man and mouse to his bedroom and hoped, against all hope, not to expire from sheer—that.
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He didn’t expire. It was a close call, but not quite enough to push him over the edge. Harry was… so, so close and so, so himself and it was heady and wonderful and absolutely unbearable.
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They went to bed early, both a little jittery, rustling covers and soft sheets. ‘Crammed’ was not a word that could describe the situation in any sense; Draco must have forgotten how small his bed actually was. Rufus, at least, had his own space on the dresser. Harry was right at his elbow.
When Draco found enough courage to look at him, he was… smiling. Of course.
Surrendered: “Good night, Harry.”
The bastard took his hand.
“Good night, Draco.”
“Good night, Rufus.”
“Night, Ruf.”
He still held it. His hand. Harry was holding his hand and smiling about it like some—Draco hid his own terrible grin in the pillow, heart hammering in his chest, horribly, spookily, beautifully alive.
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buttfrovski · 11 months ago
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the fighting progress
also- oh my god? the shirt grab with the hook? get his ass craig god damn
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monstermoviedean · 4 days ago
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feeling sick again dean was so terrified he was so scared but he was doing everything in his power to hold it together and hear cas
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rings-of-power-realm · 5 months ago
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Gather Your Strength
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voidzphere · 4 months ago
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you reblogging someones art is how i accidentally found an old friend of mine 😭 thank you
you're welcome ^_^ making the universez collide and causing canon eventz is a regular thing for me
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gonzo-n-kermit · 1 year ago
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To hold and be held
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[1h 45min] the one with the paint splatter in the background was the original!!!
Click for good quality!!!
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actiniumwrites · 1 year ago
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I CAVED AND PULLED FOR ZHONGLI AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENED
i’ve NEVER won my 50/50 and then lost in the same pull 😭
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dylanisdazed · 1 year ago
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radicaloptimisms · 5 months ago
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i’m watching the new doctor who episode expecting to hear a classical arrangement of a modern song… bridgerton you will pay for this
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coyotecollects · 3 months ago
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Was feeling down so I made my dragon a necklace. I originally wanted to put on a red star, but blue seemed to fit better.
The dragons name is Daki
They're a bellzi plush I found them in a store randomly a while back.
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lrndvs · 2 months ago
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compliments from girls go hard
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modernchemical · 5 days ago
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watching death note with my family and after the college entrance episode my mom asked offhandedly if anyone had ever pictured L and light as a couple before. it felt like one single white dove had landed on a crystalline lake in a beautiful pure clearing. no i dont think anyones ever thought of that before
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grntaire · 28 days ago
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HELLLLLL YEAH!!!!!!!
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cunning-and-cool · 2 months ago
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idk man but something about Stanley "taught himself extremely advance physics/math/probably many other things while running a relatively successful business" Pines and Stanford "is wanted in almost every dimension with a judicial system of some kind" Pines is sooo fucking funny to me
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yeepof · 5 months ago
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I understand that tall men are our POV characters, but surely being like a foot taller than everyone around them would have some occasional consequences
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