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hd-wireless ¡ 2 months ago
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Hey, I was wondering if you collect a bank of beta readers once claiming starts? I'd love to start helping more as I love the fests and have never really been involved plus it's so mich fun! Starting to get to know people but yeah, if anyone claims a fic and needs someone do you have a pool of peoples? Thanks for organising (very excited by the use of airtable hahaha)
Hello pixieliciousnippletassles! (what a great name!)
Thank you for your ask. We've done something like this in the past, and it's a really wonderful idea!
The Wireless Beta Reader sign up form is HERE for anyone who wants to offer their help to our fic writers - and you can specify your style and availability (and also what you're not so keen to read).
And any writer who's looking for a beta reader can contact us by email at [email protected] and we'll send them the list of those available to help.
Beta readers are the MVPs!
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dot-mp3 ¡ 5 months ago
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A snippet from my current WIP, an 8th year AU titled 'When Memories Snow'
The room should not smell like rust, or copper. But Draco’s nose still picks it up, hanging low beneath the humid September air, mildew with a slice of something metallic. 
Five things he can see: 
Stone walls. Stone floors. Aisling preening her tawny feathers. Her cage, silver, free of rust. A homey canopy draped over his bed, the colour of fig. 
Four things he can touch:
The too-tight collar of his cloak. The clasp, as he wretches it open. His wand. Stone floors. 
Draco kneels beside his fallen cloak, and presses his right palm flat against cool rock. He bears down on it, giving the floor an opportunity to swing open like a trapdoor beneath his crouched figure, the thrum of Hogwarts’ wards against his fingers both familiar and needling. 
Three things he can hear:
Rain pit-patting against the window in an asynchronous rhythm. Aisling’s shakes and flitting as she preens. His own pointer finger taptaptapping against the solid stone floor. 
Two things he can smell:
Stone. Rust.
He can taste rust as well. It makes his mouth water like sour lollies, involuntary and wet. 
Draco spits on the floor. Once, and then again. His saliva bubbles, and then settles, and Draco rises slowly. He drags the toe of one black loafer through the small puddle, smearing the shine a little against matte stone. 
“Scourgify,” He casts, and his spit disappears, whisked away into the ether. His mother would have a conniption had she witnessed it. She would have seen to it that Draco scrubbed his mess on hands and knees, she would have forbid him from using magic or calling house-elves, she would have watched him clean with a straight back and her arms crossed tightly over her chest. A small mercy, Draco supposes, that they were both spared the indignity. 
Murmurs come bleeding through Draco’s door, light shifting at the gap between stone and wood. The shadows come to a halt, and a light knocking resounds in the silence. Draco runs a hand through his hair, banishing all thoughts of spit and rust with the scratch of his nails against his scalp, before opening the door.
“Oh, Draco.” Pansy speaks on an exhale, deflating slightly at the sight of him. 
“Hi, Pans.” She steps through the threshold of Draco’s dormitory without unnecessary spoken invitation, and gathers Draco in her arms as the door drops softly behind her.
“Draco,” She sighs, encircling his waist and resting her head against Draco’s chest, the shell of her ear pressed tight to his heart. Earl Grey and lavender. Pansy always smells like Earl Grey and lavender. Draco’s arms drape around her shoulders. His cheek comes to rest against her blunt fringe. 
They used to be the same height when they were children; when they would run together through the Manor’s rose gardens, looking for fallen petals not yet swept away by house-elves. Pansy would dip their petals in fountain water, and stick one against each of their ear lobes, like gaudy earrings in shades of buttercream, crimson, and peach. 
Then Pansy shot up like a mouthy little weed, and she spent third year telling Draco he was developing a bald spot at the crown of his head like a monk.
“You’re lying.” He would tell her.
“You would think that, considering your vantage point.” She’d retort.
In this little stone room, however, Pansy rises to the height of Draco’s collarbones, and she looks up at him when they step apart slightly, still within arms reach. Draco links their fingers together.
“I missed you.” He allows himself the honesty. 
“Of course you did,” She gives his hands a squeeze, her flat, unimpressed tone completely betrayed by the warmth in her manicured grip. “I’m a delight.”
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jettingtothemoon ¡ 2 months ago
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beta readers wanted!
hi! i'm looking for 1-3 beta readers for my harry potter re-write fic, Beneath the Serpent's Skin. it is currently being posted exclusively on ao3 with seven available chapters thus far.
some requirements:
you must at least somewhat, be a fan of harry potter. whether the books or movies, it doesn't matter. this is to help with any inconsistencies with the canon
you must be over 16. this will be a mature fic and will eventually include smut. currently, however, the content is pg and it will be for some time.
you must be okay with LGBTQ+ content. this fic will contain queer characters and relationships. it is a drarry fic, after all
additional info:
this fic is gonna be long as hell. i won't expect anyone to stick with it until the end.
chapter lengths vary from 1.5k to 3k+
i'm updating the fic as consistently as possible, which currently is at least a couple of times a week
i absolutely do not support rowling. she sucks and so do her views. she just also happened to create this very wonderful and magical piece of fiction that has been with me most my life. hence why i'm re-writing it but making it more gay 🤷
fic summary:
Draco Malfoy has always believed himself destined for greatness: heir to an ancient name, Slytherin’s brightest, and a wizard prepared to embrace his family’s legacy. But as he navigates through turbulent years at Hogwarts, he begins to see cracks in the world he's been taught to revere — and unexpected light in the most unlikely of places. Told entirely from Draco's perspective, this story reimagines the events of Harry Potter, peeling back the layers of his privileged, conflicted, and often misunderstood life. As the war looms and alliances shift, Draco finds himself drawn to Harry Potter — not just as a rival, but as someone who challenges everything he thought he knew about loyalty, bravery, and love. Somewhat canon-compliant but with a twist: what happens when Draco Malfoy steps out of the shadows and chooses to stand beside the Boy Who Lived?
what i want to know from my beta readers:
overall enjoyment
small mistakes
plot holes (if super noticeable)
consistency & canon-compliance (where relevant)
characterisation (especially with the Slytherin students, draco's family, etc)
general feedback and thoughts
the link, in case you want to have a look before committing to it: https://archiveofourown.org/works/62415799/chapters/159719299
please comment or message me if you're interested! 🤍
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dinsjedi ¡ 6 months ago
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soooo. can I get a beta reader? (proship only, please god be okay with angst and smut).
currently looking for peeps that fuck w: asoiaf/got/hotd, attack on titan, interview with the vampire, sw, harry potter, dune.
thankee. :)
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w1nterlov3s ¡ 7 months ago
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i'm a chemical kid (you're a mechanical bride)
by winterzspace (drarry WIP)
Draco Malfoy hasn't been seen in public in a long while which is how he likes it. Of course that doesn't last long.
or; Draco Malfoy is head researcher and inventor for the Department of Combining Muggle and Magic (thanks to Hermione). Harry Potter works for the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, where one of Malfoy's inventions is on the fritz. Hermione Granger is very busy and does not have time for these idiots.
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raleighrox ¡ 1 year ago
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Beta reader?
I am outlining a Drarry fanfic right now. I've got about 14 pages, single spaced, and I think I will be done by the end of the night. would anyone be interested in beta reading it for me? I think I'm missing a few things in the timeline, but I also just want to make sure it's enjoyable. It is going to get spicier towards the end, in case that's a deal breaker. or an enticement. whichever. Message me if you wanna read it.
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ainohikari ¡ 5 months ago
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Is there anyone who would consider being a beta for a the Malfoys friendly drarry wip 🙏
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ramblingsofanamorophile ¡ 1 year ago
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IN NEED OF A BETA READER
hello people of tumblr. I just started a Harry Potter fanfiction that I NEED a beta reader for. I need someone who'll read the work, give me some feedback, and help me catch grammar errors and such! The fic in question is a Drarry Eighth Year fan fiction, it's pretty angsty and is like a Hurt/Comfort fic. If you wanna know more, or want to apply for the position PLEASE leave me a comment or message me.
Or, you can reach me at [email protected] :) I really appreciate you!! <3
If you apply, you are an angel sent from heaven. thank you.
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lonelygirlblogger ¡ 9 months ago
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does anyone in the Kylux or drarry fandoms need a beta? Been wanting to get into editing for a while but I haven’t found opportunities yet!
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lov3-lik3-ghosts ¡ 10 months ago
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Smitten!Neville Longbottom
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Pairing: Neville Longbottom x fem!Lupin!reader
Summary: Neville watched you be sorted and hasn’t stopped thinking of you since. To his luck, during your fifth year, you finally start to take interest in the male species.
Warnings: Not beta read. Use of Y/n. Voldemort stays dead after the first war. Umbridge free au. WolfStar raised Harry Potter and reader. Mentioned Drarry. Usage of ‘Moomy’ and ‘Dadfoot’.
Format: Headcanon’s.
Word Count: 4k.
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• Fifth year for you looked miles different to that of your brothers and your fathers had no clue how to handle it.
Growing up with only men wasn’t the hell that some of your girlfriends thought it was, but it was off putting to potential interest in boys. You were well aware how messy and lax they could be, how oblivious they were when it came to more female matters, and it wasn’t appealing. There was a time during muggle primary school that you’d found a boy cute but your brother was quick to scare him away — egged on by the background nudge of your dad. Since then, boys hadn’t really crossed your mind.
But last year, when the TriWizard Tournament took place and Durmstrang made home on Hogwarts grounds, something stirred. Looking back, they weren’t really all that cute, but tall, muscly, foreign men with thick accents were bound to make something click in anyone’s head. Of course, you weren’t the only one to notice their attractiveness, as proven by the whispered conversations by any group of girls you came across, but you were proud to say you didn’t pick one boy to be your favourite and all but claim him from the dating scene when he didn’t even know your name.
What your fathers didn’t know how to handle was your liking to famous stars, what they considered to be ‘suggestive’ muggle romance novels, and your need to gush about them. You weren’t overbearing, most of the time going back and forth with a surprisingly interested Luna Lovegood, but on the occasion that you’d come to them they’d freeze.
It was more the thought that their daughter was taking interest in boys than your want for conversation, how could you go from thinking men were so uninteresting to thinking their faces were “crafted from Merlin’s dirtiest desires” and calling them “babygirl material” so quickly?
In retrospect they found your tangents funny, or they would if you weren’t their little girl.
Harry was easier for them to deal with when he’d taken an interest in dating. Boys they were familiar with, they’d been them and they’d known them and they knew how to guide him. And Harry was sensible when it came to women, respectful and understanding, but he’d taken more of an interest in boys so there wasn’t too much to warn him off of. Your brothers exploring came during the throes of the TriWizard Tournament but you took on a more observative state than you did an explorative one.
In the beginning of fifth year you realised that big and muscly wasn’t really what you wanted from a boy. Teenagers tended to be run by appearance, social standing and magical prowess, you could understand the appeal of it but those that had all three were unappealing in the personality aspect of attraction, at least to you they were. Sadly, you’d found that out the hard way when you’d agreed to go on a date with a popular Hufflepuff and come out of it with bruised knuckles.
But nervous Gryffindor’s obsessed with Herbology? That was your type.
And you might not be a Potter, but your brother was one and every behaviour you have now is learned from your small family, why not his ability to grovel too?
• You’ve been trying for weeks to get Neville to return your feelings, nothing seems to be working.
With Neville you couldn’t be so public with your affections as Harry had been for his boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. Luckily, that worked better for you, too. You were never one for dramatic displays and magical scenes.
Neville liked soft, sweet moments and deep conversations — he liked to be heard, to be seen, and you were wonderful at noticing everything about him. He didn’t like expensive jewels and flashy gifts but he did like the Herbology books hidden in the depths of the Black library and the muggle plants you’d find in local shops. He didn’t like public confessions and loud admittances but he did like telling his deep dark secrets in the cover of the greenhouse so long as you shared yours too.
He didn’t like people pointing out his struggle in potions but he took swimmingly to you pointing him in the right direction. He got deeply embarrassed when others pointed out a stain on his shirt but he grinned so wide when you bought him a new one on your next trip to Hogsmeade — especially when he noticed that you’d taken the time to get it made by his favourite seamstress in his preferred style.
As much as he took to your advances, nothing seemed to be changing between you. Neville didn’t reciprocate the small actions you’d taken but he didn’t decline them either and you’d began to wonder if he just didn’t feel the same. The realisation was crushing, a festering feeling largening in your chest, and it had you taking solace in your fathers quarters with tear-tracked cheeks.
“I don’t get it,” You sobbed into Remus’ chest. “I’ve been trying really hard, I’ve been listening to everything he has to say carefully to make sure I don’t miss anything, I’ve been learning Herbology just to make conversation with him and he just- just doesn’t like me.”
Remus swallowed, blinking his heartache back. “You don’t need to try so hard for some boy, sweetheart. You’re perfect as you are. Sometimes boys are stupid and they don’t notice what’s right in front of them, and I would know, I’m a boy.”
You sprung up, sitting back onto your haunches. “But he’s not just some boy, Moomy! He’s Neville, he’s perfect, he’s kind and he’s sweet and he listens! And-” You paused, lips quivering with held back cries. “And I love him. I love him so much it hurts.”
His face softened, silvery scars unwrinkling. He pulled you back into his chest with a grip on your wrists, settling you back between the v of his legs. “Oh, baby, it’s okay. It’s okay.”
“I’m sorry.” You gasp out. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I must be doing something wrong, Moomy, I have to be.” His arms tighten around you, a pressured hug to ground you from spiralling into anxiety’s grip.
The door creaked behind you, silent behind the pitch of your heart, but still, Remus’ head whirled at the sound, finding your brother and your second father standing under the arch. “Remus?” Sirius asked tentatively. “What’s going on? Why’s she crying?”
Remus frowned deeper, shaking his head once as he turned and buried his nose into your hair. Your cries kept on, retching from the pits of your stomach and choking the breath from you, Remus’ shirt dampened under your face and you knew it must be leaking through to his chest but he didn’t seem to mind. “Sweetheart?”
You didn’t answer. Your tears began to slow, drying along with your sobs. You noticed a third hand rubbing along the length of your back, the familiar scent of leather and spice flourishing into your nose. “Dadfoot?”
“Kitten. You doing alright?” His hand didn’t still. “Did something happen?”
“I’m in love with someone,” You whispered. His fingers paused, flexing out against your spine. “He doesn’t love me back.”
“What?” He gruffs, “Who?”
You copy Remus, you shake your head. Sirius wasn’t as restrained as Remus, he’d lost hinges in Azkaban that couldn’t be screwed back in, telling him would put a forever target on Neville’s back — you might as well paint a big red circle on the back of his head should he find out. Sirius snarls, more animal than human.
“Sirius.” Remus warns, growl underlining his own words.
Black sneers, eyes darkening under the stare of his husband. “Remus.” Their gazes don’t falter, like one scorching laser beams trained against the other, sparking crimson and crackling with tension. Sirius breaks first, glancing down at you. “Who?” He says, softer.
“Neville Longbottom.” When Harry speaks his voice is taught with all-knowing. He’s looking between the three of you like you're as mind-gone as any troll, his eyebrow raised and his lips curled. “He’s been in love with her for years.”
• After Harry’s confession, you profess your feelings to Neville.
You could always find him under the glass of the greenhouse, surrounded by vining plants with his fingers dug deep in potted soil, your search for him started and ended there. There was an open book beside him, set against one of the murky windows, and you recognised the weathered pages to be that of a book you’d given him.
The Arts of Potted Mastery by Arlen McCline. It was one of the lightest novels that the Black’s had kept in Grimmauld’s library, and you reasoned the only reason they had it was because it contained additional — vital — information pertaining to a particularly testy flesh-eating plant grown in the Amazon’s depths. You’d warned Neville to not go flaunting his possession of it, lest he want to attract the possessive eyes of other purebloods.
His hands slid from the dirt when you called his name and you glimpsed the remnants embedded under the crescent of his nails and staining his palms when he turned to you. “Y/n.” He grinned.
You smiled back, stepping over his satchel to grab his dirt caked hands and brush the larger clumps to the ground. “Hi. What’re you working on?”
“It’s pretty simple, just some second year stuff that I wanted to try potting myself.” He shrugged, looking down at you with furrowed brows.
“There’s second year stuff in that book?” Neville nods. “What is it?”
“A Puffapod.”
“You planted Puffapod’s in second year?”
“Not exactly,” He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. “Nan bought me some at the end of second year to plant with her over the summer but you know how she is, she doesn’t like when I do the touching.”
“Yeah,” You scoff. “I’m well aware.”
“Well aware?” He flinched back. “What’s that mean?”
“Nothing, nothing.” You shake your head, cutting a hand through the air. Neville raises a brow at you, calling your bullshit. “It’s just–” You sigh, looking at the half-full pot beside you. “I just don’t like how she underestimates you all the time. You’re good at what you do, Nev, you’re good with plants. I think people could be more appreciative of you.”
Everything is silent for a long minute and when you look back at him, his eyes are trailing the slope of your face with a look you could never before place; now that Harry’s tipped the pot though, you knew it all too well — he was admiring you.
“You appreciate me.” He whispers, swallowing roughly.
A dirt tracked hand raises to the apple of your cheek, you steady yourself for the touch, your cheeks reddening, but he hesitates before dropping his arm.
Your fingers wrap the span of his wrist just barely when you grab it, shuffling your feet so close your shoes touch. “Always.”
His breath catches in his chest. He chokes out a strangled noise, chin tilting closer to his chest to keep the contact between you. Your eyes flicker to his lips, the plump shine of them enticing you onto the tips of your toes.
“Neville?”
Neville hums, a rumble through his chest that vibrates through you.
“There’s something I have to tell you.” His head inclines to the side, an anxious puppy dog gesture he always does when he’s anticipating bad news. You’re quick to try and placate him.
“It’s nothing bad, at least I don’t think it is.” You frown. “I just- I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but things have changed over the last few months. At least, for me they have. And yesterday, I had this whole…breakdown? I don’t know, but Harry spilled that you might fancy me and I- I guess–”
His cheeks flame. His breath quickens to an unnatural pace, he steps back, wriggling his wrist in your grasp. “He what?”
“Nev?” You ask smally. He ignores you, too wrapped up in panicking to really hear you. “Neville?”
“I’m sorry he said that. He didn’t mean it, he was being stupid. You didn’t need to know that. You shouldn’t know that. We’re friends. We’re good as friends. I mean sure, I’ve always thought you were really pretty, really lovely, but you don’t like me. And now things are going to be all awkward. I’m so sorry, Y/n. Really, I am.”
“Neville.” You try to placate. “It’s okay.”
“No. No, it’s not. You deserve better than me lying to you.” His breath shutters.
“Nev, I wanted to tell you that I fancied you, too.” You blurt, grasping onto the hunch of his shoulders.
“I’m so sorr-” He stops, looking at you with wide, crazed eyes, and stares through you. “Oh. What? No!” You see the grief flash through him, inflaming his forest eyes and furrowing his face.
“Yes.” You counter with a scoff. “I fancy you. I fancy you, a lot. And, if you’d do me the honour, I’d like it if you went on a date with me.”
“Oh.” Neville’s voice cracked in a squeak. “Yeah. Yes. Sure. I mean, I’d be delighted. Truly.” You grin.
• You asked him on a date but Neville’s more romantic than you anticipated and he’s planned it before you could even try.
If you were being honest with yourself, you’d have taken Neville where all your peers took their dates, a ruddy bar packed full of too loud men and music or a too sweet cafe filled with superficial witches — maybe you’d have drug him between the shops of Hogsmeade, hoping he’d find something he liked, and made filler conversations between that. It wouldn’t have been much, but you’d never thought ahead of the chance he’d say yes, so it would have been something; it would have been a start.
But Neville had bigger, greater plans than that.
He’d asked for the greenhouse for two hours, reserved it with Madam Pomfrey a week in advance, before visiting the kitchens through the passageway you’d shown him. The house elves reserved there were surprisingly stingy with the food they gave him, handing along the woven basket with stern stares and sideway glances, but he’d gotten over it when he’d seen people rushing off to the Great Hall, ready to pile their plates high with the food lining the tables and figured they hadn’t wanted him to spoil his dinner.
He knew taking you to the greenhouse wasn’t so special as some fancy diner, that laying a blanket on the muddied floor wasn’t original at all, but the greenhouse was where most of your dearest memories together were created and it had more sentimental value to the two of the any other place yet.
He’d thought and thought and overthought some more about whether it was good enough for you, he’d ran himself into a rapidfire panic three nights in a row before the day came, but all the anxiety in the world was worth it when you walked through the keep, smiling and fiddling with your sleeve.
“Hi.” You said, meekly.
Neville stared. The evening sun reflected in golden beams off you, kaleidoscoping through the bubbled panes above and haloing the outline of your body, the ivory dress you’d worn flourished around your hips and cuffed around your wrists — he remembers it being the same one you’d gushed over for days, for all its pockets and its charm. The longer he looked at you, the more the thought surfaced, and the only thing he knew you were missing were large, feathered wings mounting your back.
“Hi, Angel.” He hadn’t meant to say it, but he’d been thinking it since first year and you deserved to know how otherworldly you always looked, if only through a pet name. You flushed through to the tips of your ears. “I’m sorry it was such short notice. I just thought we should take this in before the rain starts up again.” He nodded to the sun.
“That’s okay.” You sat across from him. “Though, I thought I was planning this date? I did ask you, after all.” You teased.
“Nan lettered. Told me it was my duty to court you, not the other way around, especially because your dads a Black. I know you don’t usually abide by pureblood rules but she insisted, and I know you hate planning things.”
“You’re right, I do hate planning things,” You nodded, stomach fluttering. “But on the contrary, I’d have planned this gleefully. No matter how bad it’d have turned out.” Him taking over meant more than just that, he was anxious enough for three people and you know it must’ve sucked getting it done; he did it anyway, for you.
Neville snickered. “You should give yourself more credit. Don’t you remember the big drop of ‘93?”
You gasped, scandalised. “Mister Longbottom! I thought we agreed to never ever speak of that again!”
“Miss Lupin! If you didn’t want to speak of it, you shouldn’t have dropped it!”
The two of you stayed silent, glaring between each other with narrowed gazes. He cracked first, lips twitching open to bare a grin, you followed, giggling. The nerves you’d walked in with had gone, dissipated into that familiar warmth and comfort that Neville always gave you. You’d been lucky enough to realise what that feeling meant this year, instead of brushing it off to that same friendship feeling. When Neville planned the date, and sent you a letter with a suggested time and place, you knew your gut had picked right.
The two of you spent hours giggling and sharing food and telling tall tales of your childhood that somehow sounded real and not all at once. You made a game of guessing between each story; Neville won: 5:3. Along the line he pulled over a pot of daisies, muggle flowers he’d planted for you in secret when you’d sent him some chained together over the holidays, and made another game of naming each one.
• Neville tells you he loves you; you cry.
You’d been together for five months and the honeymoon phase was finally settling into a more domestic comfortability. Your relationship had flourished rather slowly considering you’d both liked each other beforehand, but your anxieties had finally begun to diminish and your affection towards each other was becoming less calculated.
Remus had bought a chocolate cake for the two of you to share when you told him you’d confessed with the words “I’m so proud of you” iced atop; it was a little joke on his part but one you both thoroughly enjoyed. His treatment of Neville hadn’t changed at all, except for maybe a kinder smile thrown his way during his classes, but Sirius took it a little more seriously and had tried the “hurt her and watch what happens” talk before you’d put a stop to it. You loved your dadfoot, but he could be a bit much, especially to your boyfriend — Merlin, you loved saying that — who was fragile at heart.
You’d only started venturing to Neville’s dorm a few weeks back, which Harry had at first side-eyed before realising the most you did was cuddle — he gagged, but you were more comfortable there than you had ever been anywhere else. Neville kept his space relatively clean with only a few loose papers smattered and spilled ink staining his desk, but the sheets of his bed smelled so like him that you were prepared to suffocate inhaling them.
Your boyfriend smelt like the wispy, airy scent of an earthy cologne that was always underlined by something so incredibly him, and something you could never quite get out of your nose — not that you’d ever want too. You’d begun to collect the shirts he wore, switching them out every couple days to keep their scent fresh and using them at night to sleep better, Neville just about combusted when he saw you in one.
Now, you were lay in his bed, leg hiked over his hip with your head on his chest and wearing one of his comfier shirts. The dorm was otherwise empty, the other boys gone to the after party of a victorious quidditch season; the music vibrated up through the common room, loud jeers leaking muffled through the gap under the door.
“Nev,” You spoke. “Did I ever tell you how much I love how you smell? ‘Cause I do.”
The breaths he took were even under you, rising and falling in a steady pattern, and your head followed as he chortled lightly. “Yeah, you have.” His thumb strokes along your arm. “But you smell much better.”
You move to rest your chin against his breastbone, “I do?” Neville hums. “What do I smell like?”
His eyes meet yours, the emerald depths piercing through yours with a heart-stuttering suddenness. He takes a minute to think, looking over the curve of your face with a gentleness. “Honestly?” He swallows.
You furrow your eyebrows. “Yeah?”
He takes a breath, one that you feel catch in his chest and bob his throat, “Like… like Amortentia.” He says tentatively. “I- I just– Professor Snape had it made for seventh years and there was a vial left on my desk, I knocked it over. It- it smelt amazing, like mum’s perfume and dad’s robes and… and you.”
You can’t do anything but stare at his flushed cheeks. Amortentia. The love potion. Neville smelt you in the love potion. Did that mean he loved you? Were you looking too deep into it? Surely, he thought it was too soon to love you, surely he needed more time to love you.
“Y/n? I’m sorry. It’s too soon, I’m sorry. So sorry. I should’ve just shut my mouth. I’m so stupid. I’m really sorry.” He gently manoeuvres you off of him, guiding your leg to the red duvet and moving your torso back to the mattress so he can sit up, create distances between you. Your head lands against the plush of his pillow, sinking into the cloud of it, and it’s his gentle manhandling that forces you back into the throes.
“No.” You spring up, grasping onto the muscle of his shoulder. “Nev, no, it’s not too soon. It’s not. I– I don’t know what you're trying to say but it’s never too soon.”
When he turns to you the flush of his cheeks has spread down his neck and dusted his ears, his eyes are wide and crazed — like when you’d confessed; he’s beautiful, more tempting than the allure of a Veela could ever hope to be. But he’s panicking and his breath grows ragged as he spits the words, he’s not being mean, not intentionally, but anxiety has a funny way of making people act differently.
His panic makes your eyes well over, clouding with panicked sorrow of their own. There’s a dam waiting to break as his lip quivers, cracking in the corners of your eyes and ready to drown trails down your cheeks.
“I love you.”
You sob. Neville scoots closer to you, gripping the fat of your thigh. “I’ve loved you for a long, long time and you– you’re just so sweet, and lovely, and perfect, and you do everything right, all the time. You could burn the world and I’d praise you for it because you’d have done it perfectly. I watched you be sorted and I knew I was done for; you looked like an angel, my angel. I love you.” He takes a breath. “You don’t have to say it back, I just needed you to know.”
The emotion swirls in your chest, you don’t know what it is, you can’t place it, it takes your breath and collects in your throat and you don’t know it, but you know what to say. “I love you, too. So much it hurts.” Your voice breaks through it, a cry caught in your throat.
“Oh.” It’s becoming his go to response with you, you seem to always know how to render him speechless.
~ 𐀔 ~ △⃒⃘ ~ 𐀔 ~
I can admit that this isn’t my best work, my heart wasn’t in it after all the kafuffle it caused, but likes, comments and reblogs are very appreciated and extremely encouraging all the same!
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xalandrix ¡ 1 month ago
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This better not awaken anything in me (drarry, E, 24k)
i am continuing my trend of blaming my fics on other people! this time, the guilty parties are @apricitydays-lazynights and @starquestingfordrarry:
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it's taken me a little over 14 months and a lot of help from some extremely talented beta readers to write the fic that spun out of this. i will not lie to you: i am very proud of the result. the concept is a banger and i think i actually did it justice.
with all that said, I'm not sure i can advertise this fic much better than i did in the tags:
Veritaserum Potion (Harry Potter), a lot of secondhand embarrassment, no really it's kind of intense, Sexual Fantasy, characters typing their sexual fantasies into ao3 dot org, Under-negotiated Kink, what if we did our kink negotiations by posting under-negotiated filth on ao3, Dom/sub, submissive top, Dominant Bottom, Harry Potter Has a Large Cock, Size Kink, Come Eating, Breeding Kink, Masochism, Pregnancy Kink, Lactation Kink, Bondage, of the sexy and nonsexy varieties, Orgasm Edging, oversensitivity, Nipple Play, brief and unconvincing blackmail, Compulsory Heterosexuality, brief but excruciating depiction of heterosexual intercourse, Scandalous: Big Dick Harry Puts Something Up His Butt, what if the porn IS the plot did you think of that
on ao3 here!
a huge thank you to my dearly beloved betas: @enparallel, @jtimu, @starquestingfordrarry, @rainstormradish, and @hoko-onchi-writes. Star also did some profile icon art that really elevates the experience <3.
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drarry-mini-bang ¡ 1 year ago
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Fest rules
What is this fest about?
Drarry Mini Bang is a collaborative fest in which writers and artists come together to create fanwork. The writers will submit their detailed concept for a fic, and artists will claim one or several (up to you!) to create an art piece.
Who can participate?
You must be at least 18 years old at time of signing up.
We also expect you to treat everyone taking part, including the mods, with respect. 
All work must be your own, and we do not allow any kind of fic or art produced with AI.
You may register as both a writer and an artist, but due to the collaborative nature of this event, you cannot claim your own fic as an artist. All the matching will be done through the claiming process, therefore we will not allow pre-made collabs between artists and writers.
What are the requirements for writers? 
Writers will need to write an original fic of at least 10k.
The fic needs to be a stand-alone, unpublished fic. You will be asked to submit your fic concept with an estimated word count, a list of tags and possible warnings/triggers and the rating of your fic. If any of these details change after you’ve submitted your concept and before preview day, you need to let the mods know asap. If something changes after the teams have been announced, please talk to your partner and let the mods know if there are any issues.
Please do not share details of your fic before you are matched with an artist. You can share small snippets and talk about your story after the teams have been formed.
Your fic must be complete and has to be beta read before the submission deadline. Should you need an extension, please let us know as soon as you can.
When you fill in your sign up form, you will be given a chance to decide what type of art you would like to receive for your story.
We will cap writers at 25 participants, but we will open sign ups for pinch hitters. We will try our best to find everyone an artist to work with, but due to the collaborative nature of this event, should we not have enough artists, the people whose fics have not been picked might have to be dropped.
We are expecting writers to tag their fic appropriately and to make sure that they have asked the relevant sensitivity or beta readers to check the fic.
The mods will check every submission, but you are still responsible for the quality of your own work. We reserve the right to add triggering tags or reject any submissions that don’t comply with the fest rules or require more editing/a sensitivity reader.
What are the requirements for artists?
You can create a variety of original fan work based on the story your writer is working on:
- illustrations, both digital and traditional (they don’t need to be in colour) 
- moodboards (at least 6 elements)
- plastic arts (including embroidery and origami)
- playlists (a minimum of 10 songs)
- fic binding
- podfic
We will ask you to create a minimum of one art piece based on the story your writer is working on. If you would like to work with more than one writer (which would make us extremely happy), please let us know in your sign-up form.
There is no cap for artists.
What kind of rating is allowed?
Any rating is allowed for both art and fics, but please tag your work appropriately. 
We support SALS (ship and let ship) YKINMKBYKIO (your kink is not my kink, but your kink is okay) and DLDR (don’t like – don’t read), so we will not tolerate any shaming. 
For this fest, we will not accept any works that contain darker themes or tropes that are usually covered by the "Dead Dove" tag. If you have any doubts about specific content and would like to know if it will be accepted, please do not hesitate to contact us.
If your work is rated Mature or Explicit, the characters involved must be at least 18 years old (Hogwarts 8th year fic are therefore acceptable with any rating).
What is the schedule for posting?
Sign ups open for writers and artists: 20th January
Sign ups close: 18th February
Deadline for fic concepts and details to be submitted by writers: 18th February
Fic concepts sent to artists: 24th February
Artists claim: 27th February
Teams announced: 2nd-6th March 
First check-in: 6th April
Second check-in: 11th May
Last check-in: 8th June 
Submissions due: 2nd July 
Posting begins: 12th August 
Do I need to keep my creation secret?
You can share your WIPs only after the teams have been announced.
This fest is not anonymous.
What if my partner ghosts me or is being rude?
Please let us know and we’ll speak to them. This is a collaborative event - ignoring your partner causes unnecessary stress and anxiety, and we will not tolerate any rudeness or abuse.
We also ask that you stick to deadlines, because we don’t want anyone to be let down and end up without a partner. If you think at any point during the fest that you need to drop out, please please please let us know as soon as you can, so that we can find someone to replace you.
I still have a lot of questions about this, how can I contact you?
Send us an ask, a DM or contact us at  and we will gladly answer.
Your mods @orange-peony, @pato-roldnart, @bubble-gumhead
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lcdrarry ¡ 10 months ago
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LCDrarry 2024 Master List Part 1: Podfic & Art & Fic
Dear lovely Participants, Creators, Alpha and Beta Readers, Cheerleaders, Readers and Fans of this fest,
The 6th installment of LCDrarry has come to an end, and we'd like to thank you all for taking part in this fest, for creating so many amazing new Drarry works for us all to enjoy, for commenting on your favourite creations, for sharing and recommending the LCDrarry gems with and to your friends and blog followers, and for making this fest another amazing experience for everybody!
Fests would not exist without their participants or readers! You're all amazing! And we're so happy that you chose this fest in the vast and wonderful offerings of HP and Drarry events.
You can find out under the cut who created what ;D
~Your LCDrarry Mods Tami (@celilasart) and Suzi (@erin-riwen)
PS: Please have a look at the author notes and tags on AO3 for additional information and more detailed warnings. Thank you! PPS: You can find a link to Part 2 of this Master List under the cut. Enjoy!
Part 2 of this Master List with more lovely fics can be found here.
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A Mist That Appears (For a Little Time)
Prompt: “Sweet November,” 2001, Pat O’Connor Written by: dodgerkedavra Narrated by: reveriepi Podfic Length: 02:25:58 Rating: Explicit Warnings: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Vomiting, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse
Summary: “Give me November, and I’ll teach you to be happy. There’s only one condition. You must swear on your magic that you won’t fall in love with me.” Harry’s so tired. His whole body hurts. If Malfoy can teach him how to be happy, then... “Okay.” Harry is working himself to death. Draco only has November to help him. Falling in love is strictly against the rules.
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As You Wish
Prompt: "The Princess Bride", 1987, Rob Reiner Written by: Pineau_noir Narrated by: Cailynwrites Podfic Length: 02:31:28 Rating: Teen and up Warnings: None
Summary: Draco was raised on a farm in the small country of Witshire; his favourite pastimes were flying on his broom and tormenting the hired farm boy. Though his name was Harry, Draco never called him that. On Harry's forehead there was a scar shaped like a lightning bolt, so Draco called him Scarhead.
Nothing gave Draco as much pleasure as ordering Harry around.
Or a story about fencing, fighting, torture, revenge, giants, monsters, chases, escapes, True Love, and miracles.
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The Pirc Defence
Prompt: "The Queen’s Gambit", 2019, Scott Frank Written by: sleepstxtic Narrated by: sweaters_in_the_summer Podfic Length: 01:05:00 Rating: Explicit Warnings: None
Summary: They were rivals, and they were lovers, and they were the greatest chess players of their generation. Exactly in that order.
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My Big Fat Weasley Wedding
Prompt: “My Big Fat Greek Wedding”, 2002, Joel Zwick Written by: slyth_princess Narrated by: Melcarrianna Podfic Length: 07:17:21 Rating: Mature Warnings: None
Summary: A decade after the war, Harry Potter is lost. There was a time when he knew exactly who he was, where he was going, and what he wanted. He is not that man anymore. Until one day he decides he is done. No more wearing clothes that don't fit, stuck in a job that was meant to be temporary, and simply coasting through his life. He has a plan. And, unsurpisingly, every single Weasley and honourary Weasley seems to have an opinion about it. But it's fine. Harry knows he is doing the right thing.
What he didn't plan for, however, was to find love in the most unexpected place. And with the most unexpected person. Still, it's going to be fine. Like he said, he has a plan. Weasley opinions be damned. He's got it all under control. Doesn't he?
Featuring a million Weasleys, a daft labrador, and a whole bunch of people just trying to figure out their lives.
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Draco's Moving Castle
Prompt: "Howl's Moving Castle", 2004, Hayao Miyazaki Artist: Averily Art Medium: Digital Rating: General Audiences Warnings: None
Summary: Art for LCDrarry2024 fest. Prompt was Howl's Moving Castle.
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Go the Whole Wide World
Prompt: "Stranger than Fiction", 2006, Marc Forster Artists: julchen_in_red and m4g0rtz Medium: Digital Art Rating: General Audiences Warnings: None
Summary: When government employee Draco Crick was assigned to audit baker Harry Pascal, neither anticipated falling in love, but sometimes the person right next to you is the most welcome surprise.
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[Art] A Game of Horcruxes
Prompt: "Game of Thrones", 2011, David Benioff Artist: fantalf Art Medium: Digital Art Rating: Teen and Up Warnings: Duelling, Horcruxes, Blood and Injury
Summary: Art Post for "A Game of Horcruxes" written by sleepstxtic.
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[Fic & Art] A Game of Horcruxes
Prompt: "Game of Thrones", 2011, David Benioff Author: sleepstxtic Word Count: 118,635 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: Brief Descriptions of Injury, Racism, Classism
Summary: It has been centuries since an attack on the castle of a royal scion. Centuries, until now.
The Realm of Hogwarts is ruled by eight noble Slytherin families, aided by their Gryffindor armies. Each kingdom possesses a Horcrux—the most precious source of magic to the throne. But when the Kingdom of Malfoy finds their Horcrux stolen, Prince Draco must break all protocol and enlist the help of a commoner, Harry, to find what's missing. All the while, an evil beyond the horizon stirs, Dementor attacks are increasing, and civil unrest is burning across the land. Can Draco and Harry recover the Horcrux and save the realm? And will they be able to resist their growing attraction to each other in the meantime?
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A Ferret, a ScarHead, a Weasel, and a Baby
Prompt: "Three Men and a Baby", 1987, Leonard Nimoy & "Taken", 2008, Pierre Morel Author: trishjames Word Count: 91,420 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: Angst, Anxiety, Epic Fight Scene(s), Canon-Typical Violence, Hand-to-Hand Combat, Blood, Muggle Weapons, References to Past Child Abuse, Abduction, Injuries
Summary: They say becoming a parent is an unparalleled, priceless joy. Draco Malfoy finds himself putting that theory to the test when the star witness in his dangerous illegal potions case entrusts him with a powerful wish: protect her newborn baby at all costs. Now, it's up to Draco to fulfill that wish despite the looming threat of criminals hunting for the child. To think, just the day before, he was fretting over his inappropriate feelings for his annoying, bespectacled git of a housemate—not the mechanics of changing nappies!
Thank Merlin it takes a village to raise a sack of flour, ah, child.
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White, Blonde & British
Prompt: “Red, White & Royal Blue”, 2023, Matthew Lopez Author: SortofShea Word Count: 40,058 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: Mentions of death, drug and alcohol use and abuse, homophobia, racism, discrimination
Summary: Prince Draco Malfoy is known all over the world as “The Modern Day Prince Charming”, ask anyone - well, anyone except for Harry Potter, first son of the Indian president and (self) sworn rival of said stuck-up, snobbish prince.
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drag the past out into the light
Prompt: "Se7en", 1995, David Fincher Author: ChaosBitch Word Count: 20,796 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence
Summary: There's a serial killer stalking magical London. The murders are gruesome, bizarre, and somehow connected to the Voldemort wars. Auror Harry Potter is paired up with an analyst from the Department of Mysteries to piece together the clues in the killer's unsettling game before they kill again.
The good news? This analyst is the best one on offer. The bad news? It's Draco Malfoy.
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the beating of our hearts (is the only sound)
Prompt: "Pacific Rim", 2013, Guillermo del Toro Author: Pineau_noir Word Count: 12,675 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: canon (Pacific Rim) creature grossness
Summary: Do you want awesome, kickass fights between giant robots and aliens??!?!?
Go watch Pacific Rim.
This is a story about two flawed men who fall in love during an apocalypse.
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Draco Malfoy's New Guide to Old-Fashioned Dating
Prompt: "How to Lose a Guy in 10 days", 2003, Donald Petrie Author: caliowl Word Count: 52,377 words Rating: Teen and up Warnings: Non-Consensual Drug Use
Summary: When Harry's job as an auror is threatened by his perceived negative attitude towards Death Eaters, he makes a desperate gamble with his boss to save it. Bring a Death Eater as his plus-one to the company holiday party. Unfortunately for him, there's only one person he can think of to ask...
Meanwhile, in order to save his best friend Pansy Parkinson from a terrible social fate, Draco Malfoy makes a bet with Pansy's mother. He believes that old-fashioned, traditional courting methods are the best way to repel, not attract, a potential suitor. Now, if only he can find a wizard who has no clue about those methods...
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Black Sheep
Prompt: "Shaun the Sheep", 2007-2020 Author: shushu_yaoi_lj Word Count: 10,808 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: smut, dirty talk, praise kink, soft d/s dynamics, begging
Summary: “You know, Potter, maybe all you need to win is a little—incentive, let’s say.” “An incentive?” Harry asks, his interest piqued. He takes a step closer to the fence, and then another one, until he’s standing so close that he can smell the intoxicating scent of Malfoy’s expensive cologne. “Shall we say that if you win, you can have whatever your heart desires?” Malfoy replies with a smile. “Anything.”
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Jackknife To The Heart
Prompt: "Mad Max: Furiosa", 2024, George Miller Author: sleepstxtic Word Count: 11,723 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: Gunfights
Summary: Draco licked his lips, slow and sensual. He climbed over Harry’s lap and slid down onto his knees. “Keep making love to me, darling,” he said, gazing up at Harry, something starry in his eyes; and then he pulled down Harry’s pants and took his cock in his mouth.
Harry sucked in a breath, threw the shifter into gear, and drove.
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First Impressions
Prompt: "Pride and Prejudice", 2005, Joe Wright Author: ActuallyMoon Word Count: 87,934 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: Period-typical racism and colourism (only present in one chapter), A/B/O dynamics, Dubious Consent, Classism, Smut, Mpreg
Summary: At the Shacklebolts' ball, Ginny found herself irrevocably smitten at first sight with Ms Pansy Parkinson. Meanwhile, her brother, Harry Potter, became the unfortunate target of biting remarks from Parkinson's haughty and aloof best friend, Mr Draco Malfoy. Harry's disdain for Mr Malfoy grew, fuelled by the latter's evident arrogance. Amidst this burgeoning animosity, Ms Romilda Vane began to spread malicious rumours regarding Malfoy, further tarnishing his reputation. Yet, the true nature of his character was far from what these tales suggested. Could Draco overcome his pride and Harry his prejudice, allowing love to blossom between them despite the odds?
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Obscuro
Prompt: "Love is Blind", 2020 Author: stratigraphy Word Count: 35,227 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: None
Summary: Draco is grieving. His conversation partner is here against his will. It's a shameless rip-off of an insipid Muggle reality dating show. Hardly the occasion for true love, if you ask Draco. feat. a cat named Marmalade, a bird named Mumble, Lee Jordan's answer to Love is Blind, and two best friends who only want their dads to be happy.
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Eternalism is a Never Ending Day
Prompt: "Russian Doll", 2019 Author: JK_Terfling_Can_Suck_My_Silicone_Dick Word Count: 25,970 words Rating: Teen and up Warnings: Temporary Suicide, Temporary MCD, implied/referenced Depression
Summary: Malfoy has been reliving the same day for longer than he can keep track of now, and has just assumed that he was dead in the real world, which was fine to him. It isn't until the time loop stops doing what he expects that it occurs to him that maybe there's something else going on.
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Part 2 of this Master List with more lovely fics can be found here.
As always, reblogs here on tumblr are very much appreciated to share all the wonderful works of LCDrarry with more people. But of course, please also shower our creators with comments and kudos on AO3 ;D Thank you! Read you next year ;)
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hd-tarot ¡ 9 months ago
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🔮✨ HD Tarot Rules & Guidelines ✨🔮
The stars have aligned... HD Tarot Fest is here!
HD Tarot is a new Harry/Draco fest which uses the cards of the Major and Minor Arcana as prompts for fanart and fanfic. No prior knowledge of the Tarot is necessary to participate!
We encourage everyone to browse our list of the 78 Tarot cards (with links to their full meanings and interpretations) to see if any of them spark interest in any way.
The cards are the prompts. For artists, this means that you will be recreating your assigned cards in the style of Drarry, whereas writers will be using their assigned cards’ meanings to write their stories.
⋆。°✩ Claiming opens on Sunday, July 28th! ✩°。⋆
The claim form will go live at midnight UTC. (Check what time that is for you!)
You can find detailed guidelines on how to claim a card prompt under the cut ✨
· ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ Guidelines for Artists  ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ ·
Claiming for Art
There are two options to choose from for art claims:
One card (artist’s choice): you can claim 1 card based on your own preference. For this option, you will need to list your top 3 preferred cards in the claim form, and the mods will assign one of those to you based on availability.
One card (random draw): you can request the mods to pull 1 random card for you. Mods will be using their own physical Tarot decks for random draws.
Requirements for Art
Your art piece needs to be an original work created for the purposes of this fest.
The art piece needs to incorporate the name of your assigned card, and reference the symbolism and themes associated with that card. Other than that, there are so many ways that Tarot cards can be interpreted—from literal to abstract—and we are happy to see your unique take on them!
The standard Tarot card size is 2.75’’x4.75’’ (7cmx12cm), so (at 300 dpi) the file resolution needs to be 900x1500 pixels. 
All art submissions will need to contain alt text to ensure accessibility for participants using screen readers.
· ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ Guidelines for Writers ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ ·
Claiming for Fic
There are three options to choose from for fic claims:
One card (writer’s choice): you can claim 1 card prompt based on your own preference. For this option, you will need to list your top 3 preferred cards in the claim form, and the mods will assign one of those to you based on availability.
One card (random draw): you can request the mods to pull 1 random card for you. Mods will be using their own physical Tarot decks for random draws.
Three-card spread (random draw): you can claim 3 cards at once. The mods will randomly draw these three cards for you using their own Tarot decks.
Note: if you claim a three-card spread, the idea is that you interpret those cards as the past, present, and future, and to incorporate those meanings into your story. However, your fic does not need to contain literal interpretations of the cards, Tarot readings, or any references to the Tarot!
Requirements for Fic
The minimum word count is 1,000 words. There is no upper limit!
All stories need to be complete, original works. 
If you plan on using your story as a prequel or sequel to an already published work, please only link it to the existing work after reveals are up.
It is strongly encouraged to have your work beta-read. If you can’t find a beta reader on your own, feel free to email us at [email protected] or send us a Tumblr ask and we’ll try to find one for you!
· ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ Claiming for Both (Artist-Writers) ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ ·
If you would like to create both fic and art, there are three options to choose from:
One card (your choice): you can claim 1 card for both fic and art based on your preference. For this option, you will need to list your top 3 preferred cards in the claim form, and the mods will assign one of those to you based on availability.
One card (random draw): you can request the mods to pull 1 random card for you. Mods will be using their own physical Tarot decks for random draws.
Three-card spread (random draw): you can claim 3 cards at once. The mods will randomly draw these three cards for you and choose the card that you will be doing for art out of that spread. That one card will be set as claimed for art.
· ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ Submission Process ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ ·
All works need to be directly submitted to the dedicated HD Tarot Fest AO3 collection.
You will need to add the hd_tarot_mod account as a co-creator when uploading your works to AO3. This is so that the mods are able to sort and backdate all entries before posting. The fest mod account will be removed from all works on AO3 once reveals are up.
Please ensure that you tag your work appropriately and list any relevant warnings.
In order for your submission to be confirmed, you will need to email the mods at [email protected] with the following header filled out:
Title: Author/Artist: Rating: Card(s): Word count (writers only): Warnings: Tags: Summary (for fic)/Alt text (for art): Link: (link to your AO3 submission)
· ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ General Rules ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ ·
HD Tarot is an 18+ fest. Participants will need to confirm that they are over the age of 18 when claiming their prompts.
The fest is anonymous, which means all submissions need to be original and not part of an ongoing/existing work on AO3 or anywhere else. Please also refrain from sharing any sketches and/or writing snippets publicly until after fest reveals are up. (You can, of course, discuss the fest and make it known that you’re participating!)
Prompts are assigned on a first come, first served basis.
Only one prompt claim can be made at a time. However, if you complete and post your assigned prompt to the fest collection on AO3 before claiming closes, you are welcome to claim another prompt. 
Each card can be claimed once for art within the same fest cycle. This is because the overarching goal of the fest is to form a full Drarry Tarot deck at some point! If the Airtable prompt masterlist shows that a card has been claimed for art, then it’s no longer available for claiming in this fest cycle. 
However, all cards will be available for claiming in each subsequent fest cycle—we’re planning on labeling them as low priority in terms of the Drarry Tarot deck goal, but artists will be able to claim them next year even if they’ve already been drawn during a previous fest cycle.
Each card can be claimed multiple times for fic within the same fest cycle. That is why the claim form will not show that a prompt has been claimed or blocked out for fic. 
We do not accept works created with the use of AI.
If you require an extension, email the mods at [email protected] or send us a Tumblr ask so we can discuss options! And please don’t hesitate to reach out to us about getting an extension.
If you need to drop out of the fest at any time, that’s completely fine! Just let us know as soon as you can by emailing [email protected] or by sending us a Tumblr ask. 
Please note that you will not be able to claim a different prompt during the same fest cycle, but you’re more than welcome to sign up again next year!
· ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ Timeline ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ ·
Claiming opens: Sunday, July 28th
Claiming closes: Thursday, October 3rd
First check-in: Saturday, August 24th
Second check-in: Saturday, September 21
Submissions due: Thursday, October 17th
Posting starts: Thursday, October 31st
Reveals: one week after posting ends, depending on the number of submissions
Contacting the HD Tarot Mod Team
Feel free to contact the mods at any time by email at [email protected]. We’re also all on Tumblr and Discord!
Mod Phanta: @itsphantasmagoria (itsphantasmagoria on Discord)
Mod Jojo: @pl0tty (plottyplotty on Discord)
Mod Margot: @fanarthasmyheart
Mod Phoenix: @phoenixortheflame (phoenixortheflame on Discord)
Happy claiming and may the cards guide you on your journey... 🔮🀧✨🀣💜
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hd-hurtcomfort-fest ¡ 1 year ago
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HD HURT/COMFORT FEST RULES & GUIDELINES 
Below are the rules and guidelines for HD Hurt/Comfort Fest participants. Please direct any questions or concerns to our ask box, or via [email protected].
HD Hurt/Comfort is an 18+ anonymous prompt-based fest that welcomes creations from both the angsty and fluffy ends of the trope spectrum. Accepted works include fic, art, craft, and podfic categorized as one of these three main tropes:
Angst
Fluff
Hurt/Comfort
Interested in supporting fellow participants? Need to engage the services of a cheerleader? Want to lament about your difficult muse? Join our HD/HC fest discord community! Open to 18+ only. 
Timeline Prompting: Apr 2 - 30 Claiming: May 4 - July 1 Submissions due: Aug 2 Posting begins: Aug 23 Reveals: September
Your HD/HC Mods, @orangepellets, @peachpety, @vukovich banner art by @basiatlu
Rules & Guidelines below the cut.
PROMPTING
The prompting period is April 2 - 30. 
You may submit as many prompts as you like. You do not have to create for the fest in order to post a prompt.
All prompts must be identified as one of the three accepted fest tropes: angst, fluff, or hurt/comfort combination. Any extra details are welcome. Please note, however, that these additional details are for inspiration only and creators are not obligated to adhere to them fully.
Self-prompts are allowed. There will be a space on the claiming form to add details for self prompts.
Prompts will be available for browsing as soon as prompting opens on April 2.
CLAIMING
The claiming period is May 4 - July 1.
Due to the nature of potential content, this fest is for participants aged 18 and over. Please do not sign up if you are not 18 by the time of claiming.
Upon signing up, you agree to the Rules and Guidelines of the fest.
Only one prompt may be claimed at a time. Prompts are assigned on a first come first serve basis. As such, should you have your eye on a specific prompt but are unable to claim it once claiming opens, a proxy is allowed to claim on your behalf.
If you fulfill your prompt with enough time before submissions, you're welcome to claim an additional prompt. We only ask that you submit your first work as per submission guidelines before claiming another.
Collaborations are welcome! Please only submit one claim form per collaboration and include the details of all participants.
Writer sign-up cap is set at 60. There is no cap for art, craft, or podfic.
If you wish to create art, craft, or podfic based on an existing fanwork, please submit it as a self prompt during the claiming period.
CREATING
All creations must fit into the ‘angst’, ‘fluff’, or ‘hurt/comfort’ categories. There are many themes that fall in line for fluff and angst, but below is a short list of suggestions to help inspire. If you have any doubts or questions about your theme(s), please reach out!
Angst Depression Addiction (alcohol, other drugs) Abuse (emotional, physical, sexual, etc) Infidelity Death Grief
Fluff Domesticity Slice of life Getting Together Meet Cute Found family Friends to Lovers
The main pairing for all creations is Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter. Participants may include any side-pairings, threesomes, and/or original characters, as long as the final submission is still a Drarry-centric piece. All ratings and archive warnings are accepted.
As this is an anonymous fest, please do not discuss your creations with anyone in a public forum outside the HD/HC Fest Discord, except for your alpha/beta readers and the fest mods until the reveals have been announced in September. Come join in our Discord fun here!
Ratings suggestions and additional details included for each prompt should be considered inspiration. Feel free to incorporate or ignore them as you see fit! Should you choose to gift your creation to the promptee, however, we ask that you honor any dislikes mentioned. 
Please tag your works appropriately. Due to the nature of this fest, we want to ensure that everyone is informed of potentially triggering content. Please note, however, that all fluff entries must be HEA (Happily Ever After) and must not contain content that merits an archive warning.
If you’re unsure about tagging your work, please let the mods know, and we are happy to help. Please also note that we reserve the right to review your tags and warnings in relation to your content and may contact you to request additions and/or changes. While we can’t dictate consumption of our creations, we will strive to empower our readers/viewers with appropriate information to make an informed choice.
Author and Artist Guidelines
We will not accept works created with AI.
For fics, the minimum word count is 1000. We have elected to implement a cap on fics of 60k. 
All fics must be proofread and follow generally accepted SPaG guidelines. If you are unable to find a beta to assist, please reach out to the mods, and we can provide further guidance.
All fics are posted anonymously, however for art we allow artists to include watermarks on their creations if they so wish.
Podfic Guidelines
Podfics are most certainly welcome, as long as they fit into the 'angst', 'fluff', or 'hurt/comfort' categories! If you intend to podfic a work that you did not originally create, please make sure you get permission from the original author to record it.
For podfics, the minimum word count of the recorded story is 1000, maximum 60k.
All podfics must be proofed. If you are unable to find a beta to assist, please reach out to the mods and we can provide further guidance.
Podfics will be posted anonymously, but podficcers are allowed to state their name in the podfic recording itself (not within their notes on the post).
Drop Outs/Extensions 
Throughout the creation period, we'll send a couple of check-in emails—one month and one week before submissions are due. You're welcome to ask for an extension at that time. You're also welcome to contact the mods outside of the check-in period via email or Discord at any point to request one.
We know life likes to surprise us with the unexpected, so please know that if you need to drop out for any reason, that's ok! Just please let us know as early as possible.
SUBMITTING
Once you have completed your work, it’s time to submit! 
Submissions are due August 2. If you finish before this date, you are welcome to submit early.
All works must be posted directly [HERE] to the HD Hurt/Comfort Fest 2024 AO3 collection. Podfics should be linked to the original work using the AO3 ‘Inspired By’ function, i.e: “This work is a remix, a translation, a podfic, or was inspired by another work” and pasting the URL of the original fic. Please contact the mods if you have any issues submitting your work.
Submissions must be complete works created for this fest. Please do not submit incomplete works or works that are a part of a series or a prequel/sequel to an existing work.
Due to the nature of content present in angsty creations in particular, we want to emphasize the importance of tagging. Please take care to tag for potentially triggering themes present in your work. If you have questions or need clarification on anything, please reach out to the mods, and we'll be happy to help!
Mods will also read through entries prior to posting to help ensure proper tagging. Should we believe any changes are necessary, we will reach out to you and ask you to make those.
Following successful upload of your work to the collection, please submit the completed submission header form below to [email protected] to confirm you have posted to the collection. We will respond with a confirmation email in a timely manner.
Submission header:
For Art and/or Fic: Title: Creator(s): Pairing(s): Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, <any additional pairings> Rating: Word count/Art Medium: Warnings/Tags: Summary: Author's note: Link to work:
For Podfic: Title: Podficcer: Rating: Length: Warnings/Tags: Summary: Podficcer’s note: Link to podfic: Link to original work:
POSTING
Entries will be posted starting August 23. 
In an effort to provide comfort to the hurt, a balm to soothe the pain, we will strive to post creations as pairs—one angst and one fluff per day. Each paired creation will have a stand-alone posting, but will include a link to its contrasting creation. 
Of course, it's difficult to ensure we've got exactly equal numbers of angst and fluff pieces, and we don't want to limit creators, so we recognize things will in all likelihood be a little unbalanced.
This is ok though! As mods, we'll do our best to arrange the posting schedule to ensure an even distribution of excellent content. 
Additionally, while we will not release a public posting schedule, we will inform participants prior to their anticipated post date.
Once your creation has been posted please be mindful not to reveal yourself as the creator through the duration of anon postings. After the mod reveals posting in September, you are free to claim your creation in personal posts to your heart’s content. Tag us @hd-hurtcomfort-fest in your posts on tumblr and we will reblog from the HD/HC Fest account!
While we hope that it will not happen, sometimes creations receive negative comments. If you receive a nasty or critical comment, please contact the mods asap. We are happy to work with you to address the situation, and will only step in to deal with it if that is your wish.
GENERAL/FAQ
Is this an 18+ fest? Yes, this fest is only open to creators over the age of 18 by the time of claiming (May 4 - July 15).
I want to submit a MCD prompt, is that allowed? Yes! Major Character Death certainly counts as angsty content. Our list of suggested themes is only a small handful of ideas. So feel free to submit away! Also, be sure to select the ‘angst’ option when you submit your prompt.
I don’t want any hurt, only fluffy happy endings. Can my prompt be fluff only? Yes! Just be sure to select the ‘fluff’ option when you submit your prompt.
I love content that features both angst and fluff. Can my prompt be a combination of both? Of course! Just be sure to select the ‘hurt/comfort’ option when you submit your prompt.
Does my angst fic/art have to have comfort? No! You can write/create 100% angst, such as MCD, or pain & anguish without a happy ending if that's where your muse leads you.
What if I want to write hurt & comfort? Go for it! 
I want to write/draw/create only cute & fluffy content, is that allowed? YES! We encourage creations of 100% fluff in this fest! Bring on all the meet cutes & sweet happy endings.
What if I don't want my entry to post with a corresponding [fluff||angst] piece? The entire premise of this fest is that angst and fluff pieces will get posted together. Although there will inevitably be an excess of one type of entry, resulting in slight augmentations to posting, there's no way we can make a fair commitment to post specific entries without a corresponding creation on the opposite side of the spectrum. We are happy to discuss your hesitation with you, but if you still have reservations, this particular fest might not be for you, and that's ok!
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xanthippe74 ¡ 1 year ago
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Skybound (now complete!)
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Drarry | Rated Teen and up | 61K words/6 chapters
Summary: No matter how much Harry Potter wanted to believe he’d left danger behind when the war ended, it found him again anyway. All he had to do was step out his own front door on a Tuesday morning. A Drarry re-imagining of Howl’s Moving Castle.
Tags: EWE, post-war, romance, HP canon setting plus Fire Demons, getting together, secret identities, curses, dark magic, house-elves, magical house, potions, banter, humor, light angst, disability, threats of violence, happy ending, offscreen mistreatment of magical beings, Harry as Sophie Hatter, Draco as Howl Pendragon
Read Skybound on AO3
Notes: This love letter to one of my favorite stories was long in the making. While it was easy to envision Harry and Draco as Sophie and Howl, it was something of a challenge to translate the plot into the HP-verse while keeping the romance and humor that make Howl’s Moving Castle so beloved. In the end, I took my favorite parts of Hayao Miyazaki's film and Diana Wynne Jones’ novel, cut them into little triangles, and sewed them back together again. I hope the finished product still has some magic in it.
Many thanks to @babooshkart and @onbeinganangel for their input while I was brainstorming back in 2021, the folks on Tumblr and the Drarry Discord who kept me motivated through the home stretch with their enthusiasm for this project, and (most of all!) @nv-md for being a stellar beta reader and all-around trusty cowgirl when I put out the call.
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