#draco m

[slayingqueenchal]

One last party. | draco malfoy x f!reader

Summary : you and draco have been dating, and you've tried to accept his death eater thing, but, then you saw him with another girl

Warning : misunderstanding typa thing, drunk, pet names such as 'love', not edited, angst

"Let's go!! " The black haired boy screamed. Blaise was having fun with his friend, and so are you. You were having a blast, drinking, and laughing in the common room.

Untill you saw a certain blonde boy ; draco. His eyes were red, his hair was messy, but his clothes were messier. He talked to a girl, well, not just a girl, astoria greengrass.

You were confused, you knew they two used to like each other, but, you thought it was over, but apparently, it was not.

She stood on her toes, kissing draco. Then, she had a sly smirk, looking at you. "What? " You said. "What in the motherfu-" Pansy said, but you didn't hear the rest her sentence.

You came to draco, and slappes him, with all your patience gone. "What the fuck was that! " You said. "Y/n, love, it was- I didn't want it she did it! " He said.

You didn't believe one bit of what he said. Suddenly, tears crept up to your eyes, "Well you didn't pull away! " You recalled. "I didn't want to be rude" Draco argued.

"You didn't want tobe rude, that's fine if you were single, you have a girlfriend! And I've accepted all of your bad decisions! But this time I won't! " You protested.

For once, just once, draco stayed silent. Draco lucius Malfoy lost words, cause he knows well what you mean.

"What?" Covered your mouth. The dark mark on his hands are visible. That was why he didn't want to wear anything that's not long sleeved.

"I know, I know, please I'm sorry" He cried. "No... Draco, you do know that this means everything right? You just lost everything" You said, tears dropping to your cheeks.

"I know, I lost everything, but I'm hoping that I wont lose you, please, love" Draco begged.

And you wished that you had never forgived him. "I'm sorry, Draco, we're over" You said, through the loud music. "Love, no, we're not, we're not, we're never breaking up, were practically soulmates! " Draco tried to deny, but he received a chuckle. "Practically" You said, and you left him.

"Y/n, I love you" Draco said, for the 'last' time.

[sxskavrp]

Hello! I'm looking for some long term rp partners for Drarry. I'm 31 F, in the EST timezone. I try to be active, definitely literate, but not a stickler on length. I'm okay playing either character, I'm okay with NSFW but it's not required. Please no ABO, mpreg, or dark characters.

I have a couple of prompts I can share to see if you're interested. If you like the idea of one but want to play the opposite character, I'm totally fine with switching it up! If you don't like any of these, we can always come up with something together!

((Prince and Knight AU))

Harry kicked at the dirt with his boot as he waited idly for the Prince to arrive. He wasn't sure how well this was going to go, based on the stories he'd heard from his fellow knights. According to them, the Prince was even more of a spoiled weakling than he appeared when on the throne, and he'd already gone through five tutors so far. This was bound to be a ^^long^^ afternoon, but Harry was going to do his best to be patient. After all, he'd trained plenty of men he'd thought were hopeless, only for them to become great warriors. Surely he could teach the Prince at least some basic moves. He glanced up when he heard footsteps approaching, the very young man he'd been thinking of walking his way, the sun gleaming off his white-blonde hair.

((8th year))

So far, coming back to Hogwarts for a make up year had been unpleasant to say the least. No one wanted Draco here besides Pansy and Blaise. Even some of the professors were giving him a wide berth because of his involvement in the war. Unfortunately, he hadn't been given a choice in the matter, as finishing his education was part of his deal to avoid Azkaban. That didn’t mean he had to be happy about it. He'd done his best to lay low, but today the universe had other plans. The new Defense professor, who clearly didn't have any idea about certain social histories between the students, had just decided to pair him with Potter of all people for a project. Of course, Draco didn't hold ill feelings towards him anymore. After all, if it wasn't for him, he would be dead or imprisoned right now. But there was no way to avoid attention when someone went anywhere near Potter, and by the way the rest of the class hushed when their names were announced together, he knew this was only going to cause problems. Reluctantly, he moved to sit next to the Gryffindor so that they could start discussing their project, feeling rather awkward as they’d barely spoken a word to each other all term.

((8th year))

Harry had mixed feelings about being back at Hogwarts. On one hand, Hogwarts was his true home, and the place where he'd had some of the best times of his life, so going back was always a comfort. But it was also where he'd experienced some of his worst memories, and was the site where so many people he knew had died. Not to mention that it wasn't the same without Dumbledore, or even Professor Snape. Yet he came anyway, because Hermione and Ron were going, and he didn't know what else to do with himself. All his plans had gone topsy-turvy when he'd actually managed to survive the war, and now he was just kind of…existing, trying to figure out his next step.

It was a few weeks into term now, and he was going between classes when he spotted a group of 6th years crowding around something. No, ^^someone^^, and they were making quite a racket. He hurried over to see what was happening when he caught a glimpse of platinum blonde hair between two sets of legs. “Hey!” Harry ripped the boys away, revealing Malfoy on the ground, bruised and bleeding. Blood boiling, he put himself between the group and Malfoy protectively. “Get back, all of you!” he snapped, pulling out his wand. He knew there were a lot of people that weren’t happy Malfoy was back at Hogwarts with them, but he hadn’t realized it was this bad.

((Professors AU))

It had taken several years and a lot of soul searching, but Harry had finally realized that he was tired of fighting for a living. It was a major shock to the world, plastered on every front page. ‘The Savior Saves No More: Potter Quits the Aurors’. But Harry stuck to his guns. He wasn't going to try and fit the world's perfect vision for him anymore, and of course his friends had been more than supportive. Turns out the timing couldn't have been better because the position of DADA professor opened up at Hogwarts a few weeks later. He was quick to put in an application, and McGonagall was even quicker to bring him on. Sometimes he wondered if maybe that was a little too coincidental. Either way, he was excited to get started. There was just one caveat; Draco Malfoy was the Potions professor.

He hadn't seen Malfoy since the trials, where they'd parted on a civil but awkward note. He had no idea how it was going to be having to work with him, seeing him every day. Could they get along or would their old rivalry rear its ugly head? Needless to say, he was anxious when September 1st came around. He had decided to take the train in, for nostalgia’s sake, and so he entered with the students, finding most of the Head Table was already full. Of course there was only one seat left. And of course it had to be next to Malfoy himself.

((6th year, TW attempted suicide))

Draco took a deep inhale of the cool night air as he leaned over the railing of the Astronomy Tower. He felt like a shell of himself, as more stress piled on top of him in the transition from winter to spring. Not that it mattered, or that anyone cared. His grades were in the shitter, he barely spoke to anyone anymore, and he had no idea if his mother was alright, trapped in the Manor with his psychotic aunt and ^^him^^. His feeble attempts to kill Dumbeldore indirectly had all been thwarted. As days passed and the end of term approached, he knew he wasn’t going to finish the Vanishing Cabinet in time. It was over. The second he stepped off that train in King’s Cross, he was a dead man. Maybe he should just let Dumbledore kill him. He’d certainly make it quick and as painless as possible compared to the likely torture he’d endure from the Dark Lord. Or maybe it would be better just to get it over with himself. He knew he didn’t have to jump from this high, but he’d always had a fondness for the Astronomy Tower, the way he could see the entire grounds and the Forbidden Forest going on for miles. He could pretend he was flying for a moment, one last time, before the ground reached up to meet him. All he had to do was tip forward just a little more…

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[shakespearean-simp]

mattheo and y/n explaining why they got into a fight the other day:

y/n: yeah, well, at least we made up after...

draco: jeez, you got all bent out of shape for that?

mattheo: shit...were we too loud?

draco: ...what? *overprotective brotherly eye-twitch bc y/n is like a sibling to him*

[leighbaylee]

🖤 ₊˚⊹ — make up

parring ➵ draco malfoy x m!reader

summary ➵ you like to fuck with him, just to make up with him.

warnings ➵ slight suggestive language/content!

age parring ➵ 17 - 18

extra ➵ slytherin & dominate reader. credits to @cafekitsune for banners!

many peers from any house can presume that your relationship with malfoy was endearing. unexpected definitely, but truely endearing.

dating draco was a bit difficult, he is arrogant, stubborn, has an extremely high ego, one prejudiced son of a bitch, and he constantly refuses to be manhandled in front of his fellow slytherins’.

one particular day, you had just entered the familiar common room after a long day of studying for a upcoming exam coming up later that same week.

you had also made the trip for another reason other than to study, to get your mind of your brat of a boyfriend.

but we aren’t gonna tell him are we?

you entered slumping on a arm chair, pulling our parchment after parchment of notes splattered with jet black ink.

around this time of the year, the common room being not full was expected due to exams.

you sighed and rested your chin on top of your hand. draco locking eyes with you as he came up to you.

❝ hey (l/n) ❞ he whispered as he sat his pretty little self on top of the arm rest.

you only looked up at him and raised your eyebrows as you got back to reviewing your work.

he began blabbing about harry potter, as usual. that would’ve never gotten you bothered but it was almost as if he was more interested and concerned about him more than his own boyfriend.

you groaned, proving that you weren’t listening to him.

❝ hey, what in merlin’s name is wrong with you? ❞

you scoffed as you discarded your parchments and dragged him down onto your lap, wrapping your arm around his waist. he yelped in looked around the room in habit.

❝ you constantly talk about harry, it pisses me off draco. ❞

he gulped, eyebrows furrowed, and looking down at your lips moving as you had more to say.

❝ besides you did the thing, where you check to see if anyone is around when i try to be affectionate with you! ❞

you began scolding him, he tried touching you to see if that were to able to calm you down. to no avail.

you snatched his wrist before he can touch your face.

❝look at you now, all hot and bothered.❞ you smirked as he huffed and tried to get off you.

that resulted in you propping him up, holding him up with you hands on his ass.

❝ h-huh? ❞ he gasped in response, wrapping his legs around your waist. also holding you tightly around your neck not wanting to embarrass himself anymore longer.

❝ stop it, your being annoying right now! ❞ he yelped out in a whine.

❝ draco’s so cute when he’s angry isn’t he? ❞ you teased him as you made it to your dorm dropping him into your bed getting on top of him in the process.

❝ stop it now! ❞ he growls.

you yanked on his blonde locks, forcing him to face you and you began.

❝ stop mentioning potter like he is your boyfriend you bitch boy malfoy. ❞ you scoffed at him, using his surname for extra measure.

his gaze softened as he looked up at you lips trembling, nodding profusely not wanting to anger you anymore.

❝ mhm! ❞ he whimpers, expressing his discomfort with your hair pulling.

you let go and grab his chin, adoring the cute little features draco was blessed with.

❝ you’re gorgeous yknow that? ❞ you smile at his watering eyes.

you turn him over, now him on top of you, your hand roaming under his robes.

you grabbed his chin with your other free hand and kissed him. draco melted.

he leaned forward accepting the kiss, heat rushing down his cheeks. your chests pressed together.

you only escalated by placing your hands on his ass, as you groped them.

let’s just say he never brought up the chosen one again.

୨⎯ 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡 ⎯୧

[deadghosy]

“𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫” 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 ||𝐅𝐓𝐌!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Warning: transphobia from the parents, it’s fluff I swear.

A/N: the trend may have died and I’m late to it. But it popped up on my feed and I couldn’t help but do this 🫶🏾

Tom Riddle

Honestly he stayed quiet. So quiet it was unsettling how he stared at you up and down and walked past you

But when he talked to you, it was different from the way you thought he would talk to you.

He’s actually a respectable gentleman and asked for YOUR name. Not the name your parents told him

So he just nodded and kept track of how you are as a person

Honestly he may be confused but he has the spirit

Mattheo Riddle

What’s that? You use to be a girl/you are a woman? Well he doesn’t see one at the slightest

All he sees is the most handsome man he ever seen in his damn life

Literally raises his hand towards your parents at the dinner for them to shush as he starts to work his charms on you

Literally makes you feel in your own little world

He would glare at your parents and remind them that he is the son of the dark lord

So they can shut the fuck up and let him at least talk to the most amazing man he just met

Draco Malfoy

“All I see is a man.”

He’s so blunt with it 😭 he was supportive of you before knowing you were trans and if made your heart swell because he looked so serious

His father knew what you were but stayed quiet.

Though even if your parents tried to dead name you and try to bring up your past.

He’s not listening a single bit

Blaise Zabini

Honestly ignores your parents talking about how you look and how your past self was

He doesn’t care. Because right now he is memorized by you.

He’s shaking your hand and smiling asking for your name and maybe number

You can’t help but like him as he is smooth with his lines

And it hits off with you two talking about each other

Talking to you feels good without your shitty parents running their mouth about their daughter son.

Theodore Nott

I feel like he would be the most confused of them all since I headcannon he didn’t really much understand the English language before Hogwarts but got better… he still has slight trouble with the culture and traditions.

But when your parents had deadnamed you and called you their daughter. Thoughts ran through Theodore’s head

“Daughter?? [deadname]?? Man? He’s? She’s? She is a he?”

Just so confused to the point he said out loud that you are a boy to which you laughed at how confused he looked

Either way you two spent time getting to know each other and duo I explained to him about how you felt in the wrong body and how you felt more comfortable for who you are

You helped him see a lot more things in different perspectives

Lorenzo Berkshire

He just awkwardly stood there at the meeting when your family introduced you in the way that made you seem uncomfortable.

So he talked to you one on one and started to know more about you

When you told him about your transition, he was very intrigued and asked even more about you

He made you feel like your own person as he just laughs at your own joke.

He could sense your parents shaking their head at how their SON was acting.

But you two didn’t care. It was only your world and his.

[that-one-raccoon]

"Hell’s Hounds"

“Hell Hounds,” Dazai said. “We’ll be the Hell Hounds."

He wrote it in bold, chalk letters across the top of the blackboard.

Hell Hounds

Then, he paused. "Well, you’re the Hell Hounds. I’m just...”

“Hell,” Ron supplied unhelpfully.

Instead of pulling a face, like Ron probably expected, Dazai beamed. “You’re right! It’s more like ‘Hell’s Hounds’ then, isn’t it? With an apostrophe.”

In the small space between the word Hell and Hounds, Dazai drew in a tiny 's. He had to write it crooked to make it fit.

Hell's Hounds, it read proudly.

“Hell’s Hounds gang...” Hermione tasted the name on her tongue. “It’s a bit dark, though?”

“It has a nice ring to it,” the twins cheered, “Hell’s Hounds!”

Hell’s Hounds... Dazai could agree it had a certain charm to it. A little threatening, a little rebellious. Just the right name for a mafioso’s gang of schoolchildren.

-- Coil, Chapter 7: Hell's Hounds by Allegory_for_Hatred

ref pic:

[reliand]

Just lounging in a tub, Draco wetting Harry’s unruly curls.

[disgruntledpoptart]

was feeling inspired

artwork by my friend mely, @melzyie on yt

[dracoxmalereader]

Know-it-All

Draco x Male Reader

Summary: With O.W.L.s right around the corner, everyone's rushing to cram in all the studying they can. Especially Draco.

Word Count: 479

“Draco?”

You stepped into the common room, listening to the entrance passage close behind you. Your shoes tapped against the marble floor until they met carpet. The fireplace was lit, but the embers burned lowly, evidence it had been going for a while. 

Getting closer, you rested a hand on the back of one of the couches beside, bearing your weight on it as you leaned over. There Draco lay, a book open and smushed against his chest. He was out cold. 

Papers were strewn about, his quill resting in a bottle of ink on the table between the two couches. You made your way around the side of the couch, bending down to tidy the mess.

“You’ll do fine on your O.W.L.s,” You found yourself mumbling to him, even as your ears registered his soft snores. “You’re plenty a know-it-all, there’s no need to pass out studying.”

You heaved the stack you’d made of his schoolwork onto the table and turned to just stare at Draco. His outer robe was slung over the back of the couch, pinned down at the bottom by his weight.

His hair was flattened to one side of his head, and you could tell he’d been sleeping on it for a while before he’d settled into his current position.

Fondness bloomed in your lungs and you cracked a smile, reaching for the book on his chest to take it from him. Your fingers brushed over his where they rested on the book, and Draco shifted. His face was loose and relaxed, lacking the tension that came with an active school day. 

You pulled the book off him and closed it, setting it atop the stack on the table. Reaching back, you smoothed your fingers over his hair, feeling where knots had begun to tie themselves in it. You gave yourself a moment to admire him. 

Then, you started pulling his robe from behind him as carefully as you could. You watched him squirm above the movement until you finally tugged it free and he calmed with a muddied sigh, shaking it open and laying it over him like a blanket. You pulled away, looking down at his still-sleeping form. 

Your eyes scanned the common room to make sure nobody else was there, swallowing dense air to gather confidence before you leaned back down over Draco.

You looked up at the room around you one more time before you swept his hair to the side slightly and pressed a peck to his forehead. You stood back up quickly, and a wider grin tugged at your warming face. 

“Sleep well, Draco.” You turned, hurrying to put out the fireplace so you could get yourself properly in bed. 

Over the sound of wood and embers pushed around by the poker, it was no wonder you couldn’t hear him sleepily whisper back. “You, too.”

Reeee my first Slytherin!Reader this had me giggling kicking my feet the whole time I was writing it.

I'd say sorry for not posting anything and tell you guys why but I've just been playing the sims. Neglecting my school, neglecting my fanfiction, just simming.

Then once I was done simming Itzy dropped born to be out of NOWHERE. Zero right to be serving so hard on a random sunday. I couldn't write, my entire thought process was just born to be 🤖 born to be 🤖 born to be 🤖

Tags: @nowayisthistakenyet @gayaristocrat @siuspider @dracoshusband @skrunklespoingo @esperfraud @joongbin @midwestemosblog @we2222

[im-bored-so-i-draw]

slut showcase

i hate that this is the first fanart i post abt these guys and it has to be... this

like hi VTSOM community pls accept this men chest post as a greeting gift

anyways this is inspired by a photo i took of me and my friend

enjoy some doodle abt vincent and victor bcs i love them sm

i see victor as silly in my head i feel very delusional.

[plipple]

hey guys

[the-bar-sinister]

"But Sinister, is "Iruma-kun" really a re-imagining of Harry Potter or are you exaggerating?"

My friend. The Draco Malfoy stand in (who is the secondary main character and crafty bestie of the protagonist) has a mother whose special power is her charm and sexual magnetism.

Her name is Amaryllis.

The author literally made Draco Malfoy half veela with pink hair.

I am not fucking with you.

Don't even get me started on how Dumbledore and Hagrid were improved.

[slayingqueenchal]

No more patronus, no more memories | draco malfoy x f!reader

Summary : after draco left you, you can't cast your patronus because you're sad

Warning : angst, break up, memory lost like temporarily,

"It's alright y/n, you can do it" Hermione stood by your side. "Yes, I can do it last time, I can do it now.

You thought of your happiest time ; it was all associated with draco. Everytime you'd think about something happy with him, you'll just remind your self that you and him are gone.

A string of light came out. Only a string of like. You didn't see any animals. Only a thin blue string.

"That's right y/n, you're making progress! That's one step forward" The curly haired friend cheered you up. It was no secret to hermione that you two broke up ; it was for harry and Ron, they never knew you were dating in the first place.

But, ninety percent of your happiness is draco, and he's gone. You knew what was keeping you from him. It was the break up

"Why'd you join him, draco, tell me! " You cried. You felt that icky feeling of getting your shoes wet. The bath room was flooded with water.

"It was for you! Father and mother accidentally slipped about me having a girlfriend, and the dark Lord threatened to kill you if I don't join him! " He said, his blonde hair as messy as his situation, you replied "it's a trick draco, I'd be safe in Hogwarts! I-i why? "

"Is it hard to believe that I actually love and care for you, I thought you'd knew that" Draco said. "I believe you but you just ruined your future draco" You cried.

"You-you brat! I just like saved your life and you can't even say 'thankyou', you think this is easy for me? " Draco screamed. "No, Draco, but I didn't ask for this either"

"You don't have to cause I love you!..y/n, its-were-we don't, we don't, we're done, y/n, we're done" Draco said.

And you left him. The last time you've spoken to him was there. And you're more than ready to forget about him.

"Hermione, I think I have to do it" You said. Hermione expression changes, but she supports you no matter what.

Hermione quickly took a vial and puts it on the table, sitting on the floor. "Are you sure? " Hermione said.

"I'm sure, but just make sure I don't throw out the vial, and tell me about him occasionally" You weakly smiled.

You took your wand, and holds it next to your head. 'Draco' you thought.

And you felt a weird sense of feeling as the memory slowly comes out. You felt every moments with him, both happy and sad.

And you put it in the vial, and sealed it. The only thing you were able to remember was a blonde Slytherin boy. That's all.

"Shall we try the patronus spell? " Hermione said, not knowing what to do, but you agreed.

"Expecto patronum! " You said. And a blue string, just like before came out, just with an additional ferret.

In the end Hermione realises that you'll just forget him, but, your heart still belongs to him. Always.

[snetofed]

Meet the Slytherin Boys

[i-cry-daily-over-fanfics]

Writing about Harry provoking Draco to play a seekers game. Would he succeed?

[that-one-raccoon]

quick magic and mystery comic before the update tomorrow-

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