#hp and cake!

[mydeadgaywizards]

marauders “hear me out” cake except it’s just everyone putting fleamont and effie while james dies in the background

[emilybeemartin]

This year's birthday cakes for my daughters--- another Wings of Fire cake for my eldest, and a Golden Snitch cake for my youngest, plus the cupcakes for their friend parties.

The little Sorting Hats have colored frosting inside for the different houses.

[daddiesdrarryy]

Blaise: Ron, my darling, how can I make you understand how much I adore you?

Ron: Well a few examples would be good

Blaise: All right let’s start with your sense of humor. I love your vivacity, your guilelessness, your irreverence

Ron: …can’t you use words I understand?

Blaise: Alright…I love your pizzazz, your fire, your passion, I love the way you get excited over a good piece of cheesecake

Ron: Or even a bad one

[clearcutcasualty]

Trying to print Hatsune Miku and she’s coming out blonde and pink????

[coldemergency]

Harry: I ain't talkin

Voldemort: *Taking out wand* We got ways of making people talk

Voldemort: *Summons a cake*

Harry: Can I have some

Voldemort: Cake is for talkers

[lavenasea567]

Hehe, let eat dessert!!

[solisitude]

hear me out cake except its ao3 tags with @oddbrainedtboy & @delicris !!

pink is cris

blue is teddie

purple is me

[xgardensinspace]

Hello, gays! :)

I'm making this my official "Coming-out-as-a-Charmac-shipper" post by sharing this mini cake I asked a friend to make for Valentine's xD It is very cute and I love!

Also also! I am participating in Fandom Trumps Hate (again)! :D This year I am offering fanart and fanfic for these fandoms: Harry Potter, Stranger Things, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia (I'm the only one :,D), Pacific Rim (I'm ALSO the only one), Cobra Kai and South Park (I think also the only one...lmao). I am also offering fan labour for ANY fandom in the form of translating into Spanish, Mexico and USA-pick, theatre connoisseur, and general film or music sharing to help your cinephile and music nerd characters get fleshed out :)

If you know me, you already know I'm here for the rare pairs :,D But I'll leave a link to my username tag so you can find all the ships and info about what I'm offering. Here you go! Linkie :)

Cheers, and I hope we can work on some fun stuff together!

[dewitty1]

Carey ‘W’Recs Wednesday(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ presents: Coffee, Cakes and Doorknob Snakes

Omi_Ohmy

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Pansy Parkinson, Severus Snape, George Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter Additional Tags: Humor, HP: EWE, Parseltongue, Romance

Summary:

Harry's house is trying to kill him, and only one person can help him: pity it's Draco Malfoy

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Excerpt:

"I think I've done what I can here, Potter," said Malfoy. He looked down to the parchment he was holding, and tapped it with his free hand. "I've got to go over all the figures, but I'll owl you the bill. It– it's time for me to go home now."

"It's late," said Harry. He didn't want Malfoy to go.

"Pansy won't mind," said Malfoy, and he stood and began to gather his his papers.

"Pansy?" asked Harry, confused.

"Pansy. Who I live with," said Malfoy. "She's working nights, so she's not even at home." Pansy? Home? Harry felt a surge of panic rush through him.

"Oh, I didn't know you were..." said Harry, his face heating thanks to a combination of embarrassment and stomach-dropping disappointment.

"What, Pansy and I?" Malfoy put down his papers and turned to face Harry properly. "Don't be ridiculous, Potter! I share a flat with her. Did you honestly think that we were shacked up together?" Malfoy shook his head. And then he stopped, and looked directly at Harry.

"You did say you lived together..." said Harry, but his words trailed off as Malfoy maintained his intense gaze.

"Maybe I've got you wrong," Malfoy said. Harry held his breath. "Maybe you really are as thick as two short planks."

"Hey!" said Harry.

"You don't seem able to see the obvious, Potter," said Malfoy. "And if that's not stupid, then I don't know what it is."

"Maybe I'm just confused!" said Harry. "You can be confusing sometimes." And hot as hell, and totally kissable right about now. "Or maybe I'm just blindly optimistic," he said, and he stood and took two steps forward before he could change his mind. He reached out, touching Malfoy on the cheek, moving his hand to grasp the edge of his jaw. Malfoy's skin was warm, and Harry could feel the sharp fuzz of the finest layer of stubble beneath his fingertips. Harry moved closer still.

"Potter–" said Malfoy, and Harry could see his pale eyelashes descend with each slow blink of his eyelids. Malfoy's lips parted with a slow, ragged intake of breath, and Harry closed the remaining distance between them and brought his mouth to Malfoy's. He gently sucked on the top lip before settling into the kiss which had been building in him since he'd first seen Malfoy, leant against the railings outside.

His hand slid back, moving into the hair at the top of Malfoy's neck, while his other hand wrapped around Malfoy's hip, pulling him close. Malfoy smelled of soap and skin and man, and he kissed... he kissed as if he meant it. They stood for moment, close, no longer kissing, while Harry stroked Malfoy's nape, the steady pressure of Malfoy's hand on his lower back; Harry just enjoying the warmth curling down his spine.

"Malfoy—"

"Please, Potter... don't" whispered Malfoy, falling back a fraction and then reaching up and removing Harry's hand, bringing it down between them. Harry didn't understand. He was still tingling from just one kiss. Didn't Malfoy feel it too?

"But—" he said. He didn't know what he was going to say, he just knew that he wanted to kiss Malfoy again, and soon.

"I don't think it's a good idea." Malfoy said. He sighed, and the eyes that met Harry's were filled with regret. "It's been... intense, the past week or two, and you've only just been joined to the Black family and this house. Get used to it before rushing into anything you might regret. I'm afraid that you might just want... this... because of some after-effect of all this magic." Whatever his words though, Malfoy's hands were still holding Harry's, and he looked down, surprised, at their joined hands, before springing back and letting go.

"I– it's not—" began Harry, but Malfoy shook his head.

"There's too much history. It... it's too complicated. Maybe if we had a different past..." Malfoy trailed off and swallowed. "But we don't." He hesitated for a second, and that was enough to give Harry hope.

"Malfoy, this isn't just the magic, and the history doesn't matter. I like you," Harry said.

"We've got to work together, it's a recipe for disaster," said Malfoy, but his actions belied his words, as he moved slightly, towards Harry.

"I think we can work together just fine," said Harry. He leant in for another kiss, but paused before his face quite touched Malfoy's, giving him the chance to pull away again. He didn't, and instead it was Malfoy's hand which curled around Harry's robes, pulling him close.

"I do... quite like you too," said Malfoy, and Harry could feel the words, hot against his skin. And then the air was cold on Harry, and his arms were empty. Malfoy was halfway across the room by the time Harry had realised what was happening. "Not now," said Malfoy, in a low, pleading whisper. "I can't. I– I need to know that this is real." He wouldn't meet Harry's eyes, and focused instead on picking up his things.

Harry could have howled in frustration. Instead a tiny whimper escaped his lips, before he clamped them shut and held his hands tight.

"Okay," he said. "You wouldn't be.. you, if you made this easy."

"Thank you," said Malfoy. "I think I'm going to leave now. Could you ask Kreacher to bring the rest of my things?"

Harry nodded, not really trusting himself to speak.

꒰˘̩̩̩⌣˘̩̩̩๑꒱♡

[i2-xmf]

[rewritingcanon]

dad harry potter coded

[347-emeraldbitch]

Fred: You better sleep with one eye open Perc-

Percy: You think I can sleep? At night my thoughts whisper my insecurities back into my skull, the stars scream my fears as they burn light years away, the rising sun mocks my melancholy. I know no peace.

George: Oh my fucking god……

[daddiesdrarryy]

Ron: Do you want to know something infuriating?

Blaise: Sure, darling

Ron: This morning, I woke up again!

Blaise: How rude

[mortimerdreadnaught]

🎂 hpma third birthday celebration 🎂

🍪🧁🍪 - 🧁🎂🧁- 🍪🧁🍪

[beekekies]

SILLY BDAY POST!!🙌🙌🌟🌟

THIS IS ERM MY SILLY HP OC !!

Brooke Kieth Heartgives!!! Yes,, i before the e,,,,

Hehe ill start perciver posting again soon !!! Might do that one scene from GOFLB,,, ITS SO GOOD ARGH AND IT UPDATED ON MY BDAY I WAS SO GIDDY EARLIER

[ang3l0fde4th4ndd0gs]

Remus Lupin Coded >>>>>>

Happy Birthday @anarchyj6