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lostdrarryfics · 7 months
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hiya,
i was talking to my friend about a drarry fic she read a couple of years ago on ao3. shes not an avid drarry reader, but had mentioned this fic because the ending was "strange" (her words!!) i really dont have a lot of information, on that it was a long fic and towards the end either harry or draco dies and their spirit is put into/haunting grimmauld place and they communicate via lights and doors? she doesn't remember any other details unfortunately, but i would like to read it because it sounds unique haha!
thanks!! ♡
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drarrywords · 1 year
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"You said you wouldn't have to leave."
The words were a stab of blade through him. Intense and raw. The sadness, the hopelessness and the desperation in it broke his heart, "Draco, I'm sorry but I have to."
Draco's eyes had become red rimmed and swollen, "We won't be together for Christmas if you leave."
"Draco," Harry spoke softly, a hand on his cheek. He traces his thumb over Draco's cheekbone. Over the tears that slide down his cheeks, "I want to be with you, I do. But the car's outside."
"Harry, I've spent the last four December's without you," He said, "But if you even step towards that car, we're done. No more excuses, no more chances. We're done."
Harry stepped backwards, a knot forming in his throat, "What?"
"Your work matters more, saving the world matters more, sacrificing your life for your work matters more," He brushes off his tears with the back of his hand, "I don't matter. We don't matter to you."
"You do matter," His voice had begun to rise with those words but it turned into a soft whisper because of Draco. He was softer with Draco, "you matter the most."
"So don't step into that car," Draco buried his hands into the fabric of his robes, "you don't have to be the hero if you don't want to be."
But that was what he was.
A hero.
The saviour.
But what good is being the hero when you lose what you love?
The car was outside but he didn't want to be the hero. He would sell his soul to spend December with Draco. He would sell his soul to not lose him, "I don't want to lose you."
"So stay, please."
But heroes can't do that.
Heroes lose, too.
Harry will lose this time, too.
He bushed a kiss over Draco's forehead. The car was outside. He had to leave, "I'll be back home to you soon."
No more chances, no more excuses.
By the time he's back home, it'll become a home that he lost. A home that doesn't exist.
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Complex is us
"Do you think it'll work?"
It was a strange question to ask in absolute silence, out of nowhere.
"what would?" Draco questioned back.
"Us. Do you think it'll work?" Harry asked.
Draco looked at Harry curled to his own body as they sat on the branch of that oak tree. He wondered why Harry asked such a thing but truth be told with everything going on, he kind of understood where it came from.
Problem was, he didn't have the answer.
"What do you think?" Draco asked.
Harry shrugged. He turned a little so he could see Draco's face while entangled together. He gazed into his serene eyes and he realised he had no answer either.
"I think we can hold onto the hope that we work." Draco finally said.
Harry nodded his head, "Would be a shame if we didn't work out you know."
Draco chuckled softly, "would be a massive shame afterall not a lot of people go from being arch nemesis to idiots in love."
Harry smiled and nodded, "seems strange how it happened so fast, right?"
Draco nodded. He leaned his chin on top of Harry's head and stared into Harry's line of sight, "I think it was always supposed to be fast with us."
"what do you mean?" Harry asked
"It means, we can't have it simple, it's complex between us, always, it's always going to be hard for us, difficult, secretive so it can't be slow for us either."
Harry agreed, "We can't have non chaotic, soft kind of love. Somewhere feels like it'll always be secret, behind closed doors, in forests, secret hallways."
Draco agreed but after a while of silence he spoke up again, "but don't you ever wish that it wasn't that way?"
Harry smiled as he took Draco's hands in his own and kissed them, "Everyday, I wish for that everyday but if that's the kind of love we get then it's not ours. We are meant to have that complex love that works in a way you know because we make it work, because we love to make it work, because we love one another."
Draco smiled softly and kissed the top of Harry's head, "Complex is us."
Harry chuckled and nodded.
"But who knows in future," Harry shrugged.
Draco smiled, "maybe we'll have our own soft love outside these walls."
"Maybe we will."
And maybe it all worked out in the end..
After a long span of absence in a massively busy schedule, I posted once again. It's obviously not as good but my drarry fangirl had it coming. Until next time.
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l0vegl0wsinthedark · 1 year
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A drarry comic
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#4
My first attempt at Captive Prince fic!
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Promise
The journey from Marches to Arles hadn't been nearly as long or exhausting as one from Ios might have been. Damen had been, to put it delicately, reluctant, to sail to Marches; the last time he'd sailed to Vere, he'd been in shackles.
But sailing meant he'd see Laurent sooner. And so they'd sailed. From Marches, they rode two days to Arles.
Damen could see the palace now, the turrets and towers visible over the treetops. The urge to break from his party again, to ride hard until he got to Laurent, was unrelenting. But he resisted. He would give Laurent the satisfaction of greeting him officially, this time.
The Veretian style of architecture, so unnecessarily intricate and detailed, sparked recollection. He hadn't been here since he'd ridden out with Laurent: back then, he'd still been Laurent's slave, Kastor had ruled Akielos, and the Regent had loomed over everything like an unpleasant, fetid disease.
Veretians thronged the streets to watch the procession go by. Most of them had only heard of King Damianos, and now longed for a glimpse of the ruler who had formed an alliance with their own king.
There was also the fact that these two kings were lovers, promised to one another, that further fuelled the desire to assess this foreign ruler.
The horses hooves clomped loudly on the cobbled streets and the wagon wheels groaned and clicked quietly. The Akielon royal guards had been joined by a Veretian troop at Marches, and together, they marched. The gathered crowds clapped, some yelling out praise for the alliance. Children ran along with the procession until it turned onto the main palace roads.
From there, Damen could see the palace gates. His pulse racing, he took in, with a surge of pride and admiration, Laurent's starburst flag flapping in the wind. There wasn't a speck of the Regent's red visible and even now, it brought Damen satisfaction.
The gates swung open. Guards in blue and gold lined the path to the palace. Unable to help himself, Damen dug his heels in gently, and his horse broke into a speedy trot.
The palace with its front gardens and fountains came into view and Damen saw the official welcome party gathered on the wide, sweeping front steps. A bright gold head glinted in the sunlight and Damen felt as though he might fall apart with happiness.
His Council behind him, Laurent stood on the second last step, dressed in pale blue and gold, tightly laced up to the wrist and neck. He wore a lighter crown than the one he'd been crowned with at his Ascension, and the addition of the golden cape, flowing and dancing behind him in the wind, only elevated his astonishingly sharp regality.
Posture and form as impeccable as ever, Laurent stood with his hands loosely clasped before him. His expression was careful and polite, but his eyes never left Damen.
Laurent didn't need to smile for Damen to be able to spot the joy in him. He saw it in the way Laurent's chest rose and fell a tad quicker, in the way his long throat danced as he swallowed, in the way the corners of his mouth twitched as he held back a beam.
Ha had watched the road for Damen's arrival at Lentos. Veretian protocol, Laurent had called it. Damen had said he could kiss him in front of everyone later. They never had gotten around to that.
The thought of Laurent kissing him now, here, in front of every important member of their respective royal courts, was almost unthinkable. Kings were not meant to indulge in public displays of affection with anyone; not even in Vere, with its odd laws of public consummation.
That didn't stop Damen from imagining, vividly, what it might be like to kiss Laurent right there on the palace front steps. Everyone knew they were lovers, he told himself. There was no need to claim his rightful place in Laurent's life - he already had it. They'd be sharing the royal bedchambers in the palace, for god's sake.
Damen drew to a halt and swung off his horse, his sandals hitting the ground soundlessly, his crimson cape flowing down with him. Guards clicked their heels together. The Council bowed low and gestured the traditional Veretian salutation.
Laurent smiled, eyes shining.
As Damen approached, Laurent descended the final two steps and stood looking up at him with honest, undisguised exultation.
Damen's own smile held nothing back. It was the first time since they'd met that he and Laurent had spent so much time apart; four months, in Damen's opinion, was much, much too long to be away from Laurent. His elation, his relief, his undisguised longing, not to mention his rapidly gathering desire, was all right there in his eyes, in his smile.
Laurent, for once, seemed to be fighting to find the right words.
Damen simply said, "My King."
Laurent stood there, speechless, for another beat.
Then he stepped forward, rose onto tiptoe, and kissed Damen on the mouth.
The explosion inside Damen was shocking in its intensity; his every nerve reacted to Laurent, to the kiss, to what it meant for this to happen in front of an audience.
Before he could gather himself enough to react, to kiss Laurent as hard and deep as his brain and body ordered him to, Laurent was pulling back. His cheeks were flushed deep pink and his eyes were dancing with promise.
"Exalted," he said.
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#3
Soup.
The first thing Draco noticed was that Harry hadn't shaved that morning. Harry shaved every morning. It was only on vacation that he would let his stubble grow out a bit - his own way of relaxing, Draco supposed.
But then Draco saw the way Harry rubbed his eyes, bloodshot and heavy, and pinched the bridge of his nose, glasses pushed up to his forehead.
When, ten minutes later, Harry still hadn't touched his breakfast, instead just sitting hunched while steadily sipping hot tea, Draco lowered the month's copy of Up Your Sleeve with a small frown.
"All right?" he asked.
Harry looked up, eyes wide, steam from the tea fogging his glasses. "Yeah," he said, and Draco decided that he was simply imagining the slight hoarseness in his voice.
"Not hungry?"
"Not really. Tummy feels weird."
"Weird, how?"
"Just queasy." Harry drained his mug and got to his feet, swinging on his maroon cloak. "Must be the takeout last night."
"I did advise you not to get overzealous with the chilly sauce," Draco turned the page, looking back down at the article about how talking brooches were back in fashion now, "You need to listen to me sometimes."
"Whatever, Malfoy," Harry said, and simply marched out of the kitchen.
Draco listened to the Floo flare and then go out, his gaze on Harry's plate, breakfast cold and untouched. Ten minutes later as he left for work, Harry and his reddened eyes had slipped out of his mind.
He should have known when, four and a half hours later, Harry didn't show up for lunch at the boutique. Draco ordered Greek from Melina's and the tzatziki looked incredible and smelled delicately of garlic and Draco ended up eating all of it along with warm pita. He had robes to finish hemming and ironing and so he left the rest of the food under a Stasis and went back to his sewing machine. Maybe Harry wouldn't mind some Greek at dinner.
But by five o'clock that evening, when Draco finally had a moment to sit down with a cup of tea, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. It wasn't like Harry to just not show up to lunch. He missed lunch all the time, but never without owling Draco about it.
Leaving his assistant to lock up after their last customer (who was trying on robes in increasingly dark shades of green and getting more and more flustered and confused) Draco Floo'ed home.
"Harry?" he called out, even before he was completely out of the Floo, even though Harry never got home before him.
There was a grunt from the sofa. Draco went and looked over the backrest to find Harry, still in full Auror uniform, curled up tightly with his head on two cushions.
"What are you-- What's happened to you?" Draco demanded, a tad bit louder than he'd intended, but then he was suddenly worried and Draco could never handle being worried.
Harry didn't answer and so Draco strode around the sofa, thumped the lunch leftovers on the coffee table next to Harry's glasses, and shook Harry lightly by the shoulder.
"Potter!"
Harry just sighed and blinked open tired, very, very red eyes. "Don't feel good," he said in a hoarse whisper, and then shut his eyes again.
Draco pushed thick, unruly black hair off Harry's forehead and pressed his palm to it.
"You're burning up," he said shortly. "When did you get home?"
"Dunno." A pause, then, "They sent me home at the eleven o'clock meeting."
"You've been home all day, feeling sick, and you didn't bother owling?"
"Couldn't find Hera."
"Have you forgotten you're a wizard? Why didn't you send me a patronus?"
"Nnngblr," replied Harry.
"Have you eaten something?"
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I don't know what it is about Harry Potter just not giving a fuck after the War that I love so much. Like not because he's disrespectful but just because...........he has no fucks left to give. He ran out of them somewhere around the time he literally died for mankind.
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dragonthusiast · 1 year
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So much to my regret I started writing another WIP, a cozy fantasy about two mermen. And now I also made a cover. Behold its beauty, behold its grace, behold its probably eventually to-be-changed subtitle.
@missdrarrydawn @verba-writing
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river-nix · 11 months
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hi! i've been reading your "Trial of Feathers" fic and I noticed in a couple of your notes you mention you yourself reading similar ones. do you have any recommendations? it's been hard for me to find any.
Sure!
Some fics in this list are fics that I’ve actually read, others were recommended to me but I haven’t gotten the chance to look at them yet.
Also, when you say “similar” fics, I’m assuming that you mean Veela fics in general. I’m sorry if I’m misunderstanding this.
- A Game of Charades, by MissDrarryDawn (AO3)
- Care to Explain?, by sparrowshellcat (AO3)
- Dark Desire, by kimistress (Fanfiction.Net)
- For You, Only the Best, by Lil Cupid (Fanfiction.Net)
- Honesty is the Best Policy, by beren (AO3)
- Indebted Bonds, by Lightnessmoon (AO3)
- Kitten Ears and Lion Hugs, by babyvfan (Fanfiction.Net)
- Magnetic Attraction, by frizzy returned (Fanfiction.Net)
- My Girlfriend is a Veela, by slytherin_nette (AO3)
- The Raven’s Wings, by SasuNarufan13 (AO3)
- Veela Inheritance Problems, by sakya (Fanfiction.Net)
I hope that this list is helpful to you in anyway!
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Quibbler's Queer Quills Pride Fest Presents...
Title: Zmay
AO3 Name: MissDrarryDawn
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Prompt: Rainbow Stilettos
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Rating: G
Word Count: 10508
Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Tags: Queer, Queer Fest, Drag, Drag Show, Drag Queen Draco, Gay Bars, Muggle World, Shoemaker Harry, handmaking shoes, rainbow stilettos, Fluff, Draco Malfoy in the Muggle World, Kissing, Boys Kissing, Sart of the relationship, excessive descriptions of handmaking shoes, Pride, June, anonymous business, House Elves, Dancing, Humour, No Angst, No Smut, Only Fluff, Draco Malfoy in Draco, Original Nonbinary Character
Summary: Harry Potter runs an anonymous shoe making business. All is well until one warm June day he receives an anonymous order for a custom hand made pair of rainbow stilettos, a project he’s immediately obsessed with. How could he say no after all? It’s Pride!
Link: Zmay
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epiclamer · 2 years
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“So, you finally got the villain arc we all know you deserve.” Hero said, knees hitting the cold cement floor with a thud as the blade was wrenched from their chest.
Hero watched as the Villains watery eyes began to drop their first tears. “But is it what you wanted?”
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xscadax · 3 years
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I've literally never posted or even reblogged anything here before lmao I just been lurking around, BUT I found this one AO3 writer and she writes mostly Drarry fics for Harry Potter and I actually decided to read one of them cuz the premise seemed interesting but I gotta say—I was disappointed. It was so bad. So poorly written. A mess. I had so many feelings and now I need to rant. Would've never guessed my first post here would be a rant about some truly shit writing, but here we are.
I looked around her profile more and found she has Tumblr too! So, I lurked around (as I've been doing) and honestly—no better there either. It's @/missdrarrydawn and lol—Kind of a festering cesspool of idiocy and crappy writing.
I mean idk why she's writing when she clearly doesn't bother to make it good or worthwhile. Fics littered with typos, stupid plots, no character development, gross writing "style" (if one could call it such). Just an all around horrible waste of time. I looked at the comments and saw people were liking it too? Surely no one is that braindead to enjoy her poorly written crap, then again this IS 2021 after all.
Although I'm fairly certain she gets a lot of criticisms and just deletes them lmao. Strikes me as the type of person with an ego fragile enough to do that lol.
She has like 62 fics on her profile and they're literally all the same shitty song and dance. Guys I cannot emphasize how dumb those fics are. I never interacted wirh her work or her obviously and I never want to but I gotta rant.
Idk why this made me so mad lol, there's so many shit fanfics out there and she's by far not alone in stuffing the fandom with crap. I guess that's my issue really, the fact fandom is getting clogged up with stupid shit content instead of some genuinely good writers that I know exist out here and @/missdrarrydawn is not the only one but assaulting my eyes with her shit had been the straw that broke the camel's back thus this rant.
I doubt anyone will ever see this but I needed to get that off my chest. If you're writing bad shit fanfiction please stop and disappear. Same goes to the @/missdrarrydawn woman. Delete your fics lady, you're staining perfectly good fandom space with your horrible nasty writing.
I just wish fandom would be filled with more genuinely good writers instead of all this crap.
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babooshkart · 2 years
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i didnt see the rude comment and i dont know what it is BUT that's okay cuz they wont see my fist in their teeth either until it's too late ☺☺
your art is BEAUTIFUL and GORGEOUS and i emit high frequency vibrations when the SHEER BEAUTY of it graces my dash
never stopp i will sell everything i own for a fix of babooshkart
Omg you emit high frequency vibrations?? I’m emitting high frequency vibrations right now!! No but for real, thank you so much for this! I’m clawing my way out of my miserable little hole, and when I’m out of it there will be so much Christmas art for y’all ❤️❤️❤️
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drarrystrugglefest · 3 years
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Drarry Strugglefest Day 12: Gougle & Websait
Title: Gougle & Websait
Author: @missdrarrydawn
Rating: T
Length: 3,708
Warnings: n/a
Summary: McGonagall introduces a mandatory Muggle studies programme in 8th year for all the returning Purebloods, in the spirit of educating wizards about the Muggle world. Each Pureblood gets to be paired with another Halfblood or Muggleborn student to help them out. Draco doesn't brook any complaints, until he's paired with Potter and learning about something called the Internat (??) with him.
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lostdrarryfics · 5 months
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Hello, I hope you can help me find this one fanfic of Drarry. I know it's in AO3 somewhere.
All I can remember is that it's about Veela! Draco and his relationship with Harry. Draco accidentally hurts Harry, resulting in Harry having to go to the hospital and having multiple scars. After Draco leaves, he agrees to marry Astoria, and an invite is sent to Harry. I think Neville went with Harry to Draco's and Astoria's ceremony, but I do remember Draco eyeing the suit he brought for Harry. Soon, chaos ensues, and Draco leaves, getting Harry to know the hiding spot. Harry returns to the party with Draco and Lucius has an argument with him (Harry). Another part is that I think Narcissa is also a Veela, but I can't be sure. Draco and Harry leave, and later on, Hermione and Ron see them together.
That's all I remember. Thanks for the help!
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drarrywords · 2 years
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July fourteen: Instagram
Draco sent him a post on Instagram and that is where it began.
Pov: you are enemies, but you want him to pin you and your hands to the wall and kiss you.
Harry: Did you send this by mistake or was this intentional?
Draco: If you like it, it was intentional. If you don't and if you don't want to pin me and my hands to the wall and kiss me, it was a mistake. You choose.
Harry: Draco
Draco: Harry
Harry: Say, I do want to pin you to the wall and kiss you?
Draco: So, do it. Besides, I had to send you that post because you are dense, and you won't kiss me.
Harry: WE'RE ENEMIES
Draco: Harry, if you've been enemies for 7+ years, you're not enemies, you're gay and in love.
Draco: Harry???
Draco: I will block you if you don't text me back in the next two seconds, Potter.
Harry: ......
Harry: Kinky fucker. I'm on my way.
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sorry-i-ship-drarry · 2 years
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In the whole wide world, only you
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He had been sitting on the couch for the most part of the evening, reading, like he normally did whenever he was alone. He liked the silence in the flat but only the light traffic from outside he could hear, he liked those moments of being alone. He enjoyed them while it lasted and It was one of his silent alone nights until he heard the door open and the keys being kept on the counter with a long sigh and he just knew. He smiled to himself and waited for the man he loved too dearly for his own good to appear at the door of the living room and soon he did.
Harry looked at him with exhaustion before Draco put his book aside on the coffee table and said, "Long day?"
"You wouldn't believe." Harry sighed.
Draco smiled lightly and sunk a little further in the couch to make some space for Harry and opened his arms for him to join, "Come here and tell me all about it."
Harry walked slowly and tiredly towards the couch shaking his head, saying that he didn't want to talk about his day and instantly collapsed over Draco upon reaching the couch, making him laugh,
"You're gonna crush my bones, Harry." He laughed lightly.
"Well, now you know what my insides feel like." He muffled against his chest.
Draco threw his head back a little unable to control his chuckle. He wrapped one of his arms around Harry's torso and the other one in his hair and kissed the top of his head softly, "You're too exhausted, my love."
Harry hummed without moving a single inch.
Draco gazed at him fondly then shifted a little more closer so Harry could be a little more comfortable and ran his hands through his hair.
"Do you want me to make you some coffee?"
Harry only shook his head and slid sideways so he laid beside Draco now.
"Are you sure?" He asked again and Harry shook his head again.
Draco gave up his question then and only wrapped his arms around Harry and kissed his forehead again, "You really don't want to talk about today?"
Harry shook his head, "I just wanna stay here with you and cuddle and forget the world exists." Harry replied closing his eyes and cuddling into Draco.
Draco smiled and nodded, "Fine then, we'll stay here as long as you want and forget the world ever existed."
Draco wrapped one his arms around Harry's body, pulling him closer while with his other hand he turned the recorder on, Can't help Falling in love by Elvis played instantly and he turned his volume just by a notch. He drew small circles on Harry's back and whispered soft reassurances to him like he often did, telling him to not work so much while Harry only hummed and even though Draco knew Harry wasn't actually listening, he almost never did yet he still would tell him because he knew Harry needed to hear those words.
That was the thing about their love, those unspoken words, the understanding in coming home at night and just staying there with each other. Their love wasn't made out of glass or metal or anything, hell they didn't even care about what it was made of because it didn't matter. In that moment, in that time, they loved each other more than they have ever loved anyone else and that's all that ever mattered. Their happiness was in coming home to being two arms wrapped around each other and soft music playing until they would fell asleep right there on the couch and it didn't have to make sense to the rest of the world because their world was right here, in that apartment they bought together and that was all that mattered.
What a 5 minute idea turned into
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yours-drarry · 3 years
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wanna send some love to missdrarrydawn, she isn't very big here on tumblr but i really enjoy her fics and i think she deserves a mention here
thank you sm for this blog, it's such a wonderful place :DD
Thank you for this lovely message anon, I agree that @missdrarrydawn totally deserves a big shoutout! Love seeing them on my notes and interacting with my posts - I recognize those gorgeous dark aesthetics right away 😍 come get some appreciation, darling!
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dragonthusiast · 2 years
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Nightstar’s magic system
So one of the reasons I’m so excited about this series is some of the concepts that you can do with light and shadow powers in particular if you really think about them.
I think it’s pretty obvious that I took inspiration from the Grishaverse with this for those who are familiar with the series. After reading those books my immediate thought was trying to write something similar, but without the flaws that bothered me. And I’m not even talking about the butchering of the Russian language there, as much as I like to meme on it.
So anyway the thing about controlling light is that theoretically you could make yourself invisible. That does happen in the third book in the Grisha trilogy, but that’s hardly the limitation. In this, Ainreth is going to be able to sear people, burn them to death if he wants, blind them, etc. And also he’s going to be able to create images from light, hence the name lightweaver, which is less exciting, but important for a later paragraph.
I felt like the light powers in the Grisha trilogy weren’t utilized that badly, but I still think it would have benefited greatly from some sun scorching. (I actually can’t remember how Alina even uses her powers anymore aside from destroying the shadow fold thing, but anyway). What I found much more offensive is how little Sasha’s shadow powers were utilized.
So here’s how they’re gonna work in this series. Everything has a shadow, and that shadow corresponds to the form that’s casting it, correct? But that has to work both ways. So, if Fennrin decided to modify or move someone’s shadow, they would have to move the way he’s moving them. And if he moved their shadow’s head in a way that would snap their neck, well.... (And like how cool would it have been if Sasha went around killing people with his mind like that. He just uses that the Cut nonsense. In the show, I think he suffocated a guy with shadow, and while that is very cool, it also makes no sense to me.)
Aside from that he’s also going to be able to become a shadow, and be able to slink into other people’s shadows, and hurt or kill them that way while being basically invulnerable because you can’t kill a shadow.
And now here’s how these two powers come together. As I mentioned earlier, Ain can create images of things. And aside from modifying, Fennrin can also create shadows. And if he gives an image Ainreth has made a perfect shadow, that thing will become real. I’m still figuring out how this is gonna work because there have to be limitations to it or this whole concept is going to destroy the stakes, but I’m also so excited about it. Both for the coolness factor and the symbolism, cause it’s like shadow and light coming together to create reality.
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