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new saja boys concept art just dropped and YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THEY COULDVE BEEN SLUTTIER??
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Maybe it's because I have a weakness for toxic female characters, but I wanted Rumi to crash out even harder and go full demon mode with Jinu
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I made it for the tiger but the bird keeps taking it
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WIP Wednesday (but like...late)
Missed out but don't want to miss out. Time is a made up construct anyways. Little excerpt from Chapter 5!
“It’s quite straightforward really: we wouldn’t have made any progress without the assistance of the National Lab and Head Witch Granger. The charm that solved it was hers.” Why would he refuse credit? It made no sense. He certainly could use the goodwill. She would have thought he would revel in the attention, the warm glow of public adoration. Instead he had deflected entirely to her. It was becoming unbearable trying to classify him, the way he refused to sort cleanly into any category. Was he teasing or cruel? Awkward or arrogant? How could he be the same man who brought her favorite takeaway without asking and the one who called her Mudblood. The one who softly said she was “brilliant” and in the next breath, “you’re quite gifted at memory charms.” There wasn’t room for both versions to be real.
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Potions and Pretenses Ch. 4
In which, some characters may or may not engage in what might be known as flirting
“Oh I wouldn’t deign to suggest otherwise. You’d have to be a fool to provoke the Brightest Witch of Her Age.” “Does that make you a fool then?” “Perhaps,” he said the corner of his mouth lifting. Her mind couldn’t seem to make sense of his words, his tone, the softness in his mouth. This was supposed to be the part where he sneered, where she rolled her eyes and walked away. Instead, he sounded disarmingly like the version of himself she’d heard last night — wry and teasing.
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When they ask to see your gods your book of prayers show them lines drawn delicately with veins on the underside of a bird's wing tell them you believe in giant sycamores mottled and stark against a winter sky and in nights so frozen stars crack open spilling streams of molten ice to earth and tell them how you drink a holy wind of honeysuckle on a warm spring day and of the softness of your mother who never taught you death was life's reward but who believed in the earth and the sun and a million, million light years of being. ~ 'Catachism for a Witch's Child' by J.L. Stanley
Artwork: Magic by C. Viss
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New Draco Malfoy Outfits 🪄
You can download them individually on my Patreon, they are high resolution and with transparent background. For PERSONAL use only.
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Potions and Pretenses - Ch. 3
What even is a posting schedule? Chapter 3 is up:
She rolled her eyes at Roger Davies and Terry Boot, both shamelessly flirting with a cluster of witches who seemed far more interested in the cut of an Auror’s robes than the coffers they were meant to support. One witch reached out, fingers lingering a moment too long on Roger’s chest. Standing just beyond them, Malfoy appeared to be pointedly ignoring a young witch. She was laughing a high, bright laugh. Her hand came to rest lightly on his sleeve, but he seemed not to notice. His posture was stiff, his attention elsewhere. On her. Their eyes locked and she flinched, her breath catching sharply. For the briefest moment, something unguarded flickered across his face, then vanished behind the familiar smirk tugging at his mouth. She felt her face heat, which only annoyed her more.
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Cannot control myself
So here's an excerpt from Chapter 3. is WIP Monday a thing?
And somehow, something — curiosity, maybe, or a lapse in judgment — had compelled her to give him the notebook, which he thankfully hadn’t used. She’d misread it, though, the strange fluidity of their work, the ease that had emerged between them. He had reminded her exactly who he was with a single slicing comment. And yet, her mind kept offering up things she wanted to forget: the way their sleeves had brushed as they worked side by side, the sharp flicker in his expression when she’d said Voldemort’s name, how soft his voice had been when he’d said “I remember—" No. She didn’t want to think about any of it. Not his voice, not what he’d remembered, not the way his attention had landed, sharp as a pin.
#dramione fanfiction#dhr fanfiction#hermione x draco#dramione#gala at the DMLE#so many heated glances#and lingering gazes#denial is not just a river in egypt
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Potions and Pretenses - Ch. 2
Thought i would update at a weekly cadence, but, alas, self-control I have naught.
“I just—tend to get absorbed…” she glanced down, focused on the marker. “Yes, I remember,” he said quietly. Her eyes snapped up, bracing for a smirk. But he wasn’t sneering or smirking. He was looking at her hands, brow furrowed. Their eyes met for a moment — then both looked away.
#dramione#dramione fanfiction#hermione x draco#dhr fanfiction#dhr#what are the rules of magic#I don't know don't ask me#the heated glances have begun
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Sometimes you just want more tropes. Feel free to follow along on AO3 if you also have a ridiculous Dramione fixation and aren’t too bothered by plot holes or overuse of heated glances and lingering looks.
Ten years after the war, Hermione Granger is a researcher at the Wizarding National Lab. When a Ministry assignment forces her to collaborate with ex-enemy and newly minted Auror Draco Malfoy, their professional detente spirals into something neither of them planned: a fake relationship meant to protect her research and salvage his reputation.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/66508330/chapters/171529729
#dramione#dramione fanfiction#dhr fanfiction#someone stop me#there was no plot but there was only one bed#it’s a slow burn
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The Start of Nothing
tried something a bit different and wrote about a pairing that has been all over my feeds the last few weeks (and also has a literal chokehold on me)
this was DEEPLY inspired by art from the amazing and talented @dracodormienssss - please go look at her work for this comic and beyond
Art: https://www.instagram.com/dracodormiensss/
All of the comic squares are linked at the relevant places within this short story - the comic is 8 parts so make sure to check them all out!
#dramione fanfiction#hermione x draco#inspired by fanart#yule ball#pining draco malfoy#but also he is so mean
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Fun fact!: this scene makes me rabid!!!
Friendly reminder to request Arc 3!
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July 5th: Hands/Touch-starved
Some perfectly innocent handsy stuff with the help of good ol Pinterest. Rayla deserves to get her itty bitty hands hold by Callum's big ones
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Rayllum is definitely kissing 5 or more times this season.
Source: My heart, my feelings.
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