#Crying draco

[appleslightning]

do you remember when we were eleven? let’s go back to that. i’ll throw remembralls into the sky and you can try to catch them.

#harry potter #illustration #drarry #harry james potter #fic art #harry x draco #draco malfoy #dmhp #hpdm #mine #running on air #everyone's been so nice i want to cry #gonna be spamming all my art so my blog isnt empty lol

[littlewinnow]

Like father, like son :)

Bonus ⤵️

#drarry #drarry fanart #drarry dads #draco watching a sad muggle movie made him cry #myart #Scorp may not be biologically Harry’s but that’s his boi #rough little comic I had that I wanted to push out

[lunarlivs]

ron and draco trying to figure out muggle technology >>>>>>>>>>

#and harry and hermione are crying laughing but trying to conceal it #bc they’re trying SO hard #and it’s adorable really #draco malfoy #ron weasley #hermione granger #harry potter #drarry #romione

[temnurus]

Draco Falls First Fic Recs

I made this rec list when someone in a server asked for fics in which Draco falls in love with Harry first. I love pining, & this scenario is the perfect setup for it. As a result, I had rather a lot to choose from, but here are ten that made the cut this time.

The Unbearable Burden of Caring & it's sequel Sins and Scars and Shattered Things by Tessa Crowley (E, 22,189)

Thoughts: These fics both ruined me. They were so damn good that I could have wept from the sheer beauty of the prose alone. I swear I must've spent half of them clutching a tissue in anticipation of breaking into ugly sobs every five minutes. They were romantic & beautifully poignant; even the smut was so emotionally charged that I was left spellbound. I highly, highly recommend them both.

you've got the antidote for me by Kandakicksass (E, 20,730)

Thoughts: My heart was breaking for Draco before I even got through the summary. This soulmate fic is recced a lot & with good reason. It's still one of my favorites, & I reread it quite often.

Dragon Heartstrings by JET_Playin (E, 23,825)

Thoughts: Admittedly I'm a sucker for soulmate fics, so here's another for you. I liked how the author covered Draco's experience with seeing the red strings that indicated soulmate bonds throughout the years, briefly touching on his early childhood & skipping through his years at Hogwarts before settling into the meat of the story during his & Harry's eighth year at school. This is another one that I've reread several times because I just enjoy it so much each time.

Beating Out of Time by Moss_Man_Writes (E, 73,574)

Thoughts: I was sucked in from the very beginning, & I loved Draco's POV the most. The pining on Draco's part was perfect, & watching Harry fall in love with him was just enchanting.

The Butterfly Kiss by triggerlil (T, 1,998)

Thoughts: This is the shortest of all my recs, but it's by no means less engaging. The ethereal atmosphere of the whole thing left me breathless. Draco as a butterfly was something I'd never seen before, & even though I knew fairies were sometimes viewed as butterflies by unsuspecting mortals, I never would've thought of it as a premise. It was such a gorgeous soulmate AU (couldn't help myself). Draco's pining for Harry throughout was heart-achingly beautiful, too.

The Shape of the World by bixgirl1 (E, 48,276)

Thoughts: Memory loss fics often guarantee a healthy dose of angst, & this is no exception. Harry being the one afflicted did provide the perfect setup for Draco to fall for him first, though. He was probably already a bit in love with him before he ran back into him, to be honest, haha. This is by my favorite Drarry author, & rarely is there ever a time one of her fics doesn't make it onto a rec list of mine.

The Light More Beautiful by firethesound (E, 81,255)

Thoughts: Draco was so clever & creative in this, & the way he felt about Harry took my breath away. He appreciated the exact things about him that make me love Harry so much as a character, & it was probably my favorite thing about this fic. The pining was achingly lovely, the banter & teasing were fun, & the smut was scorching hot. firethesound is one of the most popular Drarry authors to date, & this is probably my favorite fic of hers.

The Lily Spell by pickledghost (E, 86,512)

Thoughts: Okay, fair warning, this is an Omegaverse fic & the author is up front about the fact that Draco's characterization isn't standard to canon or even most of fanon. He was so sweet that I just couldn't get enough of him. It's also an AU in which there was no second war with Voldemort, & I think it had a very believable interpretation of how Harry might've turned out under those circumstances. He was still very much himself at his core, just more confident & self-assured, in my opinion. The slow burn was so well done that I didn't even notice the passage of time while I was glued to the story. It hooked me in & kept me invested from start to finish.

Pop Up Pals by bambimoss (E, 62,447)

Thoughts: I cannot believe I almost forgot to add this fic. I read it twice in a row. That's how much I enjoyed the story. Draco being so lonely broke my fucking heart. Seriously, I think someone would have to be a sociopath if they couldn't empathize with Draco's experiences here. Surprisingly, I laughed a lot at this, & I also cried like a baby at one point. The characterizations were amazing, & the fic was jam-packed with emotion. It was absolutely stunning, & nothing has managed to knock it off of my top ten favorite Drarry fics list despite some very close contenders since the first time I read it.

#hp fandom #drarry #drarry rec list #Temnurus rec list #draco falls first #pining #all of the emotions #and lots of oblivious Harry #as usual #get ready to cry #but it gets better

[basiatlu]

Rush

by @mono-chromia & @basiatlu

‘He’s not kissing me, but I can taste him. He’s not kissing me, but his tongue touches mine because I meet him halfway. He’s not kissing me, but I am kissing him.’

It’s one thing to let yourself want the things you want, and another to let yourself have them. Draco does neither, but a lot can change in a single night.

A story about being queer and being shameless, about feeling out of place and falling into place. About finding your people and letting them see you, no matter how uncomfortable.

word count: 10.5k

✨Read on Ao3✨

#this was birthed from me admitting I hadn’t watched the Rush music video and then crying like a big baby after it #Harry is a tramp and we love that for him #we are always getting distracted from the Big Project sorry #bosh and monos shitpost factory #drarry fic rec #drarry fanfic #drarry oneshot #drarry fanart #muggle au #art #drawing #sketch #artists on tumblr #harry potter #doodle #drarry #digital art #draco malfoy #comic art #write mono write #boshdraws

[pssherri]

1981, early autumn

something you can find in an old photo album

#snucius #severus snape #lucius malfoy #severus x lucius #child draco malfoy #illustration #harry potter #im about to cry #digital art #they are so family

[gampiyah]

puyo brainrot is back

#puyo #puyo puyo tetris 2 #puyo puyo #lidelle #draco centauros #my art #fanart #finding out lidelle hides her horns makes me wanna cry #THAT AND SHE ALSO CALLS DRACO AND SATAN HER BROTHER AND SISTER BC THEY HAVE HORNS TOO??? IM GONNA SOB SHES SO SWEET

[xx-thedarklord-xx]

Is it?

“Daddy!”

Lucius sighed behind a copy of the Daily Prophet. He ignored the way Narcissa snorted from the other side of the kitchen table.

“Draco, we discussed this. You are to call me father.”

He didn’t have to look down to know that Draco was pouting. Five years old wasn’t old enough to have proper decorum… yet.

“But you said I could call you that in secret.”

Narcissa snorted again, and he debated about replacing her cleansing potion with a dye potion. Then they’d see if that humor lasted.

“We aren’t in secret, are we?” When he looked over the top of the paper he was proven right. Draco was pouting.

“I forgot what it meant.”

Lucius sighed again. It wasn’t worth it. Battles only mattered if they were won, and Lucius knew the moment that his son was born that Draco would win every battle.

“But that doesn’t matter!” Draco cried, hands clapping together. “You said one day I would get married and have a wife.”

“Yes,” Lucius said slowly, not bothering to look up from the paper as he began to read again. “I also said you needed to practice your studies so that you can take over the Malfoy name.”

“I don’t care about that.”

Battles. Losing battles.

“I decided that I’ll be the wife!” Draco continued; voice closer to a yell than anything polite. No decorum, he must get that from Narcissa.

“Pardon?” Lucius put down the paper and gave Draco his full attention, ignoring the wheezing laugh that Narcissa didn’t attempt to hide.

“I want to be a husband,” Draco said, puffing out his chest. “But I also want to have a husband too. So, I think that means I’m a wife.”

Decades of heartbreak, yells, fights and screams echoed in his mind before his son’s pleading eyes broke through. Lucius could feel Narcissa’s eyes on him, but this wasn’t a moment when he needed her help. Draco came to him, not her. These were his hangups, not hers. This was his time to be someone better for his son than his father was for him.

There were many criticisms that people held of Lucius—most of them true—but the one thing he wouldn’t be was his father.

“Two men can get married.”

Draco gasped at the same time Narcissa did.

“They can?” Draco did a weird set of movements that he believed was some kind of dance routine. Merlin knew where he picked up that from. The more he thought about it, Draco did spend far too much time with Dobby.

“Yes,” Lucius said with a sad tilt of his lips as he placed a hand to Draco’s cheek. “But there’s going to come a time when you’re going to have to ask yourself if it’s worth it. There will be a lot of people against it, they will expect more from a Malfoy heir.”

Draco frowned; head tilted. “But you said Malfoys don’t care about the thoughts of those beneath us.”

Lucius huffed, refusing to laugh even if his lips twitched.

“You’re right.” Would there ever be a battle he’d win with Draco? “So, then I’ll ask you. Is it? Is it worth it?”

Draco’s forehead wrinkled, tongue poked out as he made a very long and exaggerated thinking sound before he said in a tone that booked no argument,

“Yes.”

“Then you’d best find yourself a husband.”

Draco did another dance… if that was what one would call such a thing.

“Yes! You hear that mum? I get to be a husband and have one!”

“I did hear,” Narcissa said with such a soft sweet smile that Lucius fell in love all over again. “My baby is all grown up.”

Draco puffed out his chest again before he ran out of the room—with no decorum—as he said, “I have to tell Dobby! We have to start planning now.”

That brought a whole set of images that would have to be rectified as soon as possible. The last thing they needed was that senile elf planning anything.

Before he could walk after Draco, Narcissa placed a hand on top of his and said something that no one had ever told him before.

“I’m proud of you.”

And you know what? Lucius was proud of himself too. Just as he was proud of Draco—always would be.

Always.

#Drarry #Draco Malfoy #Luicus Malfoy #Narcissa Malfoy #Fluff #Cute #Soft #XxTheDarkLordxX writes #ficlet #I know it's late #but I had this thought #after hearing a gut wrenching song that made me cry #and one single line #had me going wait #that's soft #I can work with that #if you want to cry though #I'll send you the song #and you'll be like #'how did THIS come out of that song' #and to be honest #idk #my brain is weird

[siriusly-parker-main]

ew. why the fuck did they add a whole fucking section for tUmBlrMaRt??? no. gimme back my profile page thank you. tumblr really gotta stop with that shit fr.

also- wtf is that new icon?????

plzzzzzz 😩😩 be. fkg. fr.

#tumblr #tumblr mart #update #wtf tumblr #this new icon is shit #fuck tumblr fr #ads everywhere now this??? i wanna cry #jake sully x reader #draco malfoy x reader #neteyam #lo’ak #fred wealsey fic

[letthewhumpbegin]

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (2009)

#harry potter 6 #harry potter and the half blood prince #hp6 #draco malfoy #tom felton #emotional whump #magical whump #blood #lying on the floor #whump #whump gifs #sarahsposts #crying #ltwbhp

[greeninkredletters]

Artwork by the amazingly talented, @boopsy

✨Introducing my latest long fic (yes, it will be over 70k words) and submission to the @hp-cry-me-a-river fest... ✨

IN THE LIBRARY WHERE HE KEPT HER

Draco wallows in the sudden passing of his wife Hermione Granger. By charming her favorite books, he's able to live vicariously watching their memories while succumbing to his grief. It will be up to him, the persistence of his friends, and the legacy of Hermione's love whether or not Draco chooses to continue living in the past, or to shut the doors of the library for good. Told through a combination of flashbacks and present-day scenes.

I've been working on this for months, I can't believe I'm finally posting about it...

➡️Updates Every Thursday

#dramione #dramione fanfiction #harry potter fanfiction #dramione fandom #hermione granger #draco malfoy #fanfiction #dramione writers #harry potter fandom #fanfiction writer #ao3 fic recs #ao3fic #cry me a river #fests/challenges/exchanges #not hea

[marypaol]

So Close Yet So Far Away

Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Panic attacks, anxiety, self doubt, relationship doubt, negative thoughts, angst :(

Summary: Reader has a panic attack and Draco helps her.

Note: I’m so sorry I haven’t posted a story in a while, it was for some reason taking me forever to finish it even though I had it all planned out. Thanks for the patience. :) And no mention of Y/N if that’s okay! Have a wonderful day and enjoy! 😉

-Also I had to put this gif, he looks so sad! :(

___

She thought they were good. She thought he was good. She thought she was good…Wasn’t she?

That was the same set of questions or thoughts that ran through her mind each morning when his fingers no longer brushed her waist and at night when his cold back faced her.

Was it something she was doing? Something she said and it happened to give him the feeling of unsatisfactory?

She wished she could flick her wand and all could be fixed, but even magic like that couldn’t fix her mental problems. Some things couldn’t be fixed with magic, they had to be fixed with communication and understandings, heart to heart as they discussed their issues, hoping that later on they could at least hold onto their love for a little longer before it was gone.

It seemed these days she was the only one that held that hope, that on her part she was the one who wanted to discuss, not him. The real question was why and when. She just didn’t have the courage to bring it up, afraid to see the penitential snarl on his face or the disappointment towards her to rise in his chest.

She didn’t want that. She was sure no one wanted that. Heck, she bets he didn’t want that but it was something he couldn’t control. Something he had no other choice but to show.

Well, back to the present tense, she is back to the what seemed the cold sheets of lost hope and previous love and her eyes set on the ceiling; not planning on leaving the tiles any time soon.

She heard him breathing softly beside her, and when she was brave enough to glance she saw the slow rise of his shoulders as he slept; his back was still to her. She didn’t know if when she fell asleep somehow he knew and he secretly rolled over and embraced her, or he stayed in the same position the whole night, his body somehow afraid of grazing her skin in any way during his slumber.

It was most likely the second option, for she was sure that she would wake up from something so special beholding her (that something special being him.)

Simply his body facing her would wake her up. His touch upon her skin, for it always made her shiver in the best way. But of course she was imagining all that while she lay in bed with him next to her but far away, almost like he wanted nothing to do with her.

She couldn’t help it. The tears that arose in her eyes were against her will, but she knew the cause was her hurting heart inside her chest, beating the best it could through the pain. She couldn’t be more grateful for it, supplying blood for her body all whilst it stung with great pain.

Soon the tears that were just settled in her eyes were now taking home on her cheeks, flowing like mini rivers and her face was the deep green hills, the water swaying to and fro as the winds picked up.

Her brain started winding, sending thoughts that were so darkened and negative she could no longer breathe properly. Would he leave her? Sure the girl wasn’t as pretty as some other girls within the Magic world, specifically Hogwarts at the moment, but she was average; wasn’t that what she’s always been? Average?

Average isn’t good enough. Not for him. He deserved endless happiness compared to what he’s been through.

Was what she was giving him already, which was happiness and love, not enough for him? She thought so, but based on his current actions of ignoring her and acting like he’s reluctant to sleep beside her, was her displays of affection not satisfactory?

Were they satisfactory, yet not enough to fulfill his expectations?

Her brain was going so fast that it was then this she realized her heart was pounding, so much so the heard it in her ears.

She grew worried, since she wasn’t running or anything, for there was no reason her heart could be beating so quickly. Her lips parted, lungs suddenly starting to run out of air. Her breathing quickened, panicking even more when her heart didn’t stop and the ability to breathe was getting harder.

A wave of hot sweat ran over her like a chill, her legs breaking from the covers abruptly, chest clenching.

Her wobbly legs took her to the bathroom, hands almost slamming the door and fiddling with the lock until it clicked, hands still pressing pressure on it even though the knob already turned.

Her body ran out of strength and she let go quickly, leaning on the sink as she bent her head, squeezing her eyes shut so tightly she saw colors within her eyelids.

Her heavy breathing slowly changed to wheezing and tears, hiccups hurting her chest as her body fought for air for an unknown reason.

Her body flinched hardly when there was rough knocking on the door, the person wanting to come in.

“Loves, you okay?”

The voice. His voice.

It rumbled through the door, not just because he was in fact talking through a door, but also for the reason of his sleepy voice, still tired from his previous slumber.

She was silent besides her heavy breathing still being audible, but even that she was trying to keep quiet.

But of course she couldn’t do so, and since he got quiet as a response he knocked again and twisted the handle gently.

He knocked once again when he found out it was locked. “Loves, open.”

He said it so gently and soft, voice full of concern and love for her. She felt belonged, right then, felt loved and cared for. She walked over to the door hesitantly, hand reaching out and while doing so she saw it was shaking.

She fiddled with the handle with fear rising in her chest in anticipation.

Was he gonna leave her?

The door opened, messy blonde locks coming into view. Despite the softness of his voice earlier, her panic inside her chest caused her to doubt how he would react. She expected his eyes to be hard and full of irritation for I interrupting his sleep, but they were full of concern and worry within the orbs, silver surrounding her vision instead of tears.

He didn’t wait to have a staring contest with her before he closed the door, walking towards her and wrapping his splendor arms around her, stroking the ends of her hair and encouraging to to breath slower.

“I-I can’t.” She said. She spoke through breath after breath, no space between them.

She felt his head nod against her neck. “You can, loves.”

Tears kept streaming. Breathes kept coming out short. Hands kept stroking her cheeks to get rid of the coming tears one he lifted his head up from her neck area.

He sucked in a breath at seeing her in pain, fingers going to her hair and moving it away from her sweaty face.

He cupped her face in his hands, cradling it like the most delicate flower to ever exist. Because to him she was. And it was his job to water her and provide her light.

“Honey, just breathe! I’m here, aren’t I?”

She nodded in his hands, showing him how strong she was. And she’s been told she was by him; he tries to tell her every day.

He suddenly started breathing loud but steady, waving his hand gently to show her to copy him.

She did just that, and all doubts floated away, every questioning thought about their future fading away, replaced with nothing but sincere and genuine love.

Here then she embraced him once more, desperate to feel his warmth. Nose buried in his clothed chest, she mumbled, “Don’t ever leave me, please.”

He scoffed against her. “Leave you? Darling, my heart would rather die a thousand different ways than to leave you.”

-Sorry for any errors, I didn’t look it over! Thanks for reading and make sure to check out other stories:

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Masterlist

#draco lucius malfoy #draco malfoy #draco malfoy imagine #draco malfoy x reader #draco x reader #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #imagines #stories #tom felton x reader #x reader #today on tumblr #angst #panic attacks #draco malfoy angst #anxitey #overthinking #doubts #shadow of a doubt #Harry Potter #slytherin reader #Draco x you #draco x y/n #angst stories to torture yourself #crying #tears #attacks #panic #self doubt

[sawiet]

draco takes care of teddy when andromeda is busy. at first it's awkward. draco and a baby? he's not sure he can even take care of himself. and anyway aren't all babies creepy and complicated?

oh, no.

draco absolutely adores this child. he buys him ridiculously expensive toys, takes him to the best parks and entertainment centers. secretly he feeds him sweets before dinner and takes lots of pictures to show off his sweetest nephew.

at first he only takes teddy when andromeda asks him to. sometimes it's still hard for him to show up at her house; it feels like too much water has passed and he has no moral right to be there. but as time goes on, andromeda and harry convince him that he's part of the family too.

and then draco starts coming more often. weekends, sometimes even weekdays, holidays. then he takes teddy to his house for sleepovers. he takes him on trips as the boy grows older. draco is eager to show him the world, eager to give him the best of everything. it's the first time he's felt so much responsibility for someone. he loves teddy just for what he is.

and maybe harry and draco taking teddy for walks together looks like a real family. but that's another story!

#harry potter #draco malfoy #teddy lupin #andromeda black #andromeda tonks #hp #hp fandom #harry potter fandom #draco x harry #harry x draco #drarry #my stuff #ugly crying #hp hcs #hp headcanon #hp thoughts #i love them

[mokijimon]

there is a far greater possibilities of me dropping these than me finishing these

#drarry fanart #drarry #draco malfoy #lies of p #my art #art dump #i wanna cry

[imsiriuslyreading]

i can’t stop reading drarry help

#why is snarky draco so good #but snarky harry even better #something about grumpy world weary harry potter just has me in my feels #draco x harry #lanas crying again

[dark-elf-writes]

Do you ever write some incredibly small throw away line that you think nothing of at the time but then it becomes an integral part of one of the characters for the rest of the story.

Anyway Fawn Spots Harry was definitely told by one (1) random person he had known for all of three minutes at the time not to give his name to anyone he didn’t trust because they could do bad things with it and he decided that that was going to be a core part of his personality for the rest of time tbh.

Which, to be fair, he doesn’t have anything other than his name after the Dursleys leave him. That last piece of his life that wasn’t torn away from him when they left him alone and scared halfway across the world. It was also the first thing of his that had ever been given value, with someone he hardly knew telling him that it was important enough to keep safe.

Is it any wonder that he guards it jealously? That he holds it close to his chest so it can’t be used to hurt him?

It’s why his adoptive family uses so many nicknames for him. Why Andy and Alex refer to him as “my child “ or “Bambi” or “the fawn” when speaking to others. It’s why Hydra hardly ever says it outside of Parsel and only around people he knows Harry trusts. It’s why May had to wipe away tears when Harry told her his name for the first time, open and trusting.

It’s why the wizarding world loses Harry’s faith almost immediately by plastering his old name (thankfully. he would have crawled out of his skin if he saw his new family’s name tossed around so carelessly) over children’s books and newspapers and gods knew what else like they had any right to it. It’s HIS name after all. His to keep or give away. Why should they get to take it without his permission?

It’s why even his closest friends don’t know his name is “Harry Cyprin” not “Harry Potter” until after they faced a troll and lived. And it a secret Ron and Hermione guard just as carefully as Harry does.

Ry is going to find out later and be so unbearably smug about it.

#the elf talks #harry potter #astoria fates kiss #fawn spots au #this was completely unintentional but it’s now part of him forever #Draco years later: what’s your name #harry: wouldn’t you like to know weather boy #do most of the agents know his name anyway? yes. #does that make it any less meaningful when he tells them proving he trusts them? nope they cry every time #of their two kids Harry is the one Andy and Alex don’t have to have the ‘lie on the internet’ talk to