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It’s about the little touches

I dug around in my old folders and found some old wips including this one that I decided to splatter some colors on and call it a day. 

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My next:

✅ tattoo

✅ pin

✅ purpose to live

First line drawing in a while 🌙

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I freaking love these two ahhhhhh dramione foreverrrrr

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seek.

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Daddy Darco

Dramione illustration by LilithShade for the HP Daddy Fest 2020

Prompt #23

‘As Minister of Magic, there is nothing a Hermione loves better than coming home and letting someone else take charge.’

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Your profile pic is bootiful 😍😂

Full version. Fun fact: They are being scolded by Draco.

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Scorched

Chapter 1

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Hermione Granger built walls of ice around her heart.

The thicker the walls, the safer she felt. The colder she became, the less other people wanted to be near her. In a world where being Muggle-born was akin to being branded filthy at birth, Hermione found sanctuary in loneliness. When she existed in her self-made frozen fortress, no one could get close to her.

The emptier her heart, the less likely it was that she would get hurt.

Ice had protected her for her entire life. Even though she wore her smiles warm and masked her fears with intelligence, inside Hermione adorned herself with armor so that no matter how tough things got on the outside, no one would ever be able to use her compassion against her. Amongst the purism, the bullying, and the adversity she'd faced after she graduated from Hogwarts, Hermione ensured that the only tears she shed were angry ones.

She had hidden the emotions she felt deep within her heart, a storm wrapped in determination, and that's where she meant for them to stay.

Until the Omega presented, bringing with it claws made of flames that aimed to destroy every wall she'd ever built. Until it swept through her carefully-constructed ice castle and wrapped her heart in fire. Where her days had once been cold, predictable, and safe, they now burned her from within with a fear that consumed her in Hellfire.

If the Ministry found out that she was one of them, she'd be thrown in the Facility, and never see the light of day again.

Fear wasn't as icy-cold as everyone said it was.

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Youtube playlist: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL2KVsIfpGtsWZfA13aFoaw0bUfkL7b1n5

LINK: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24848689/chapters/60111262

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Draco in the Prefects’ Bathroom, again for my best friend’s fic “Вперёд в прошлое” which is the best and the biggest fic in the rus fandom tbh

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Dramione. Affair.

The back of her hips met the edge of her desk. Parchment scattered in all directions. The ink tumbled off the edge. If he wasn’t so in the habit of casting silencing charms the moment he passed the threshold of her office, maybe her secretary would have caught them by now. 

Honestly, her secretary probably already knew. 

His lips skimmed her throat, his tongue darting out to slide against her pulse. 

She whimpered. 

Squirmed under his touch as he lifted her onto her desk. The calendar with all of her appointments penned slid right off the edge, joining the rest of her belongings. Long, skilled fingers gripped her thighs, and her skirt bunched around her waist. 

“Oh, God.” 

Hermione could feel his smirk against her skin when his fingers parted her slick folds. “You’ve been waiting for this all morning, haven’t you?” 

She couldn’t breathe, but he’d held this effect over her since this had begun. 

A rough chuckle left him, and hot puffs of air met her heated flesh. “I bet you’ve been thinking about it since I kept you late a few nights ago.” 

Two fingers pushed into her, curling just how she liked, and her back arched. 

“Do you let him touch you like this, your husband?” The pace of his fingers quickened, dragging a long moan from her, and his other hand gripped her hip tighter. “Do you?” 

“I don’t let him touch me at all.” 

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𝓐 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓼 𝔀𝓮𝓭𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 It’s a fact that Malfoy cried the most on their wedding day

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‘The snogging session’

Dramione fan art

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Some words to use when writing things:

winking

clenching

pulsing

fluttering

contracting

twitching

sucking

quivering

pulsating

throbbing

beating

thumping

thudding

pounding

humming

palpitate

vibrate

grinding

crushing

hammering

lashing

knocking

driving

thrusting

pushing

force

injecting

filling

dilate

stretching

lingering

expanding

bouncing

reaming

elongate

enlarge

unfolding

yielding

sternly

firmly

tightly 

harshly

thoroughly

consistently

precision

accuracy

carefully

demanding

strictly

restriction

meticulously

scrupulously

rigorously

rim

edge

lip

circle

band

encircling

enclosing

surrounding

piercing

curl

lock

twist

coil

spiral

whorl

dip

wet

soak

madly

wildly

noisily

rowdily

rambunctiously

decadent

degenerate

immoral

indulgent

accept

take

invite

nook

indentation

niche

depression

indent

depress

delay

tossing

writhing

flailing

squirming

rolling

wriggling

wiggling

thrashing

struggling

grappling

striving

straining

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My beauty fades too ☆ dedicated to Karen @kanekikn

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Finding You In Solitude: Chapter 15 Updated!

Finding You In Solitude by LilithShade - E, 15 Chapters (WIP), Words: 47,659

After the trauma of the War Hermione Granger return’s to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to conclude her education. Though with her friends unwillingness to address the past she finds herself thrust into isolation. She would never have expected to find a spark in that darkness, or that solidarity could be born from her solitude.

Read on: AO3 | FFN

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UPDATED!

Cupere - Chapter 11

Flashback chapter - very important

LINKS: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22744087/chapters/54912769

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13502084/11/Cupere

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@booksociety event: to me, she is royalty ➟ the young elites (by marie lu)

where they went, the sky dimmed and the ground cracked—the clouds gathered behind the army as if a creature alive, black and churning in fury. as if the goddess of death herself had come. 

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Draco Malfoy Illustration by LilithShade