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#and Draco’s so emo
littlewinnow · 9 months
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Work partners drarry is one of my fave tropes 💕
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nina-scribbles · 1 year
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thought i’d fuck around with limited color palates and it turned into a post-war Draco <3
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mxlfoydraco · 1 year
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PLEASE I want to hear your thoughts about Draco's repressed sexuality (if you feel like it and if you haven't already dived deep into it that is!) !! I really love your metas and views of the characters, especially when it comes to the malfoy family, so i'm very curious on what you have to say on the matter of draco's sexuality!
You know I will take any opportunity to talk about Draco!
Okay, so, of course it starts with Lucius again. As I’ve said, I think Lucius loves Draco but he’s abysmal at showing it. He materially spoils Draco because their “culture” see/ verbalizing their feelings and showing physical affection as undecorous.
This is really confusing for a child who idolizes his father. Draco has to constantly try to read Lucius and how he’s seen by him. He obviously has a low distress tolerance too, so the safest option to ensure Lucius’ regard is to emulate him as much as he can.
Well, his father is a straight man who prizes power and preserving purebloodlines. I have this headcanon that Lucius and Narcissa had fertility issues and Draco was kind of a miracle baby. Imagine how this is presented to Draco and the pressure it puts on him to continue the Malfoy name.
But… Draco isn’t attracted to women. Like, each to their own but he has never shown any interest in girls. He loves the affection Pansy shows him and she can be his date when he needs one (e.g., yule ball) but he doesn’t have to do anything more. I think she was also more into the status of being with Draco so she doesn’t push him. It’s convenient, by using her as a front he can stall Lucius and avoid facing why he doesn’t feel anything toward girls.
Any feeling he has about boys would be so distressing to him too. Diverging from the path set for him brings the threat of rejection (again, blood traitors get disowned). That fuels his self-loathing, which he projects outward as aggression. It’s a physical release too. As fucked up as it is, there’s something exhilirating about brawling with Harry you know? He doesn’t need to think about why he likes it.
That’s the cycle then, his sexuality is intrinsically tangled with shame, violence and self-hatred. On top of that, he’s physically marked by Voldemort at what should be the peak of his sexual maturation. The mark increasingly feels like a violation too. All I can see is Draco being disconnected from his body and sexuality, even when he’s on his own.
I can maybe see him and Theo getting close because their situation with their fathers is quite similar so both of them knows that the other will never tell a soul, ask for more, or question anything. Even that would be quick, restrained and as impersonal as they can make it imo.
His exploration of his sexuality could go either way, indulgent or tentative, but it’s only after the war that he can actually consider it at all imo.
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iishmael · 2 years
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pansy parkinson is blatantly racist in the books
yes! fortunately I don’t give a rats arse about what JKAsshole made anyone say in the books 🥰
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phas3d · 2 months
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hi i really love your works and i saw that ur req is open so if it's okay w u can i ask slytherin boys reaction if reader just give them something "just because" (maybe flowers, accessory, plushy, etc. and reader said they just reminded them of the boys), which they think is very unusual since supposed to be it's them who should give presents to you since u r the most wonderful person they have.
Just Because || Slytherin Boys
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type :: fluff
tw/cw :: none
contains :: draco malfoy, tom riddle, mattheo riddle, theodore nott, lorenzo berkshire
summary :: you gift them something randomly and they're all traumatized so they don't know how to react
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DRACO MALFOY
He's pretty used to getting random gifts from his parents as a reward or an apology
So when you give him two brand new ties from his favorite brand, he's confused
He can't recall any fights with you within the past few days
And he also hasn't done anything "reward-able" within a while
So he instantly assumes you must have done something bad
He gets anxious and asks you what the gift was for
When you say it's "just because" he doesn't believe you
Asks you more questions and your replies don't help him understand
Once you fully explain that you got him those just because you love him, no other reason, he's shocked
"Oh wow, well thank you then. I'll get you something soon too."
You reassure him that he doesn't need to but he insists
Comes to you the next day with a stack of boxes filled with purses, heels, dresses, and more
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TOM RIDDLE
"Why?" He asks instantly as you hand him the box of chocolates
He's fully convinced you're either trying to
A.) Spike him with a lotion potion (which he doesn't think is needed)
Or
B.) Spat in it and wiped your boogers on it because he did something bad
The first one is due to his past of girls trying to get him to like them because even though he was evil and emo, he was still hot
The second one is due to Mattheo traumatizing him as a kid by doing every gross action possible in order to call dibs on food
You explain that you did it because you love him and that's it
But he doesn't trust you fully yet
He cuts open all of the chocolates one by one, putting them under a microscope
He does this for about an hour before he finally realizes that you were right, it's just plain chocolate for him
"Thank you." He says as he eats one, making you smile that he finally tried it
The next day, he does the same for you except WAY more expensive
Brand new purses, heels, dresses, and makeup all for you
If you reject it, he'll just force you to take it by slowly sneaking it into your wardrobe
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MATTHEO RIDDLE
Knows about this purely from romantic movies and TikTok
He was fully convinced it was just a girl thing and that guys never got it back
So when you get him a pair of brand new shoes, he's confused
"It's not my birthday yet?" He's trying to think of why this gift is for him
Thinks it's a prank at first
Tom used to give Mattheo "gifts" when they were younger and eventually those "gifts" would light on fire, get glued onto his skin, or morphed into something hideous
He's super cautious at first to even touch the shoes because he thinks it might bite him
Tom really traumatized him (canon older sibling event)
But when you coax him enough to trust you, he tries the shoes on and loves it
Wears it 24/7 and brags to everyone that you got him them
He then realizes he should gift you something too as a surprise
So he gets you a cute plushie and some cute hair accessories
Always feels so proud when you wear his hair accessories
This sparks an addiction in him, kinda like a gambling addiction LMAO
Starts to buy a bunch of clothes, shoes, accessories, and more just so you can always be wearing something he got
It's like claiming you as his and showing off to other guys that if they wanna steal you from him, they gotta spoil you rotten
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THEODORE NOTT
Before his mom passed, he was raised to always treat a woman like a queen
His father, despite being a raging death eater and murderer, also believed the "happy wife, happy life" phrase
So his father would make sure to force Theo to gift his mother flowers, "pay" for his mother's meals with his father's card, and more
With you, he's no different except now he does it with his own money
Buys you flowers, chocolates, pays for all the dates you go on, etc
So when you surprise him with a fully planned date that you paid for in advance, he's super shocked
"But why? That's my job :(" He's genuinely upset that you did this
Thinks that you weren't happy with the dates and gifts he gotten you
But you explain that you loved those all but you wanted to treat HIM for once
And he's so flattered, he gets all giddy - Like "Awww shuckss" kinda giddy LOL
Enjoys the whole night with you and treats you out to an even more fun date next week
It becomes a little schedule for you guys, that you take turns planning your weekly dates
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LORENZO BERKSHIRE
Was never treated to much as a child since his parents left him in the care of the Malfoys
Of course they cared for him and were super kind, but they would obviously gift their own child the better toys and foods instead of him
He grew up knowing that this was normal, so when you gifted him something super lavish for once, he was paranoid
He instantly assumes that you got an even better gift for someone else
But you shut down his worries and say it's just for him
But now knowing that it was just for him, he feels guilty for some reason - as if he's not supposed to have this
Tries to gift it back to you and deny it but you insist
Will keep fighting with you until you smack him on the head and yell at him to just accept it
He'll accept it, but he always feels some guilt attached to it since he doesn't feel worthy of you buying him anything expensive
But you reassure him that you wanted to get him a gift because of how amazing of a boyfriend he is to you
So he'll accept it, finally, but he definitely buys you something next time you two go out
masterlist || recommended :: annoying habits
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queenwille · 1 year
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Why are you an August stan? I won’t be able to watch S2 for a while and I don’t care about spoilers
lmaoooo i did this loooong elaborate answer and it got deleted 🥹
long story short- everything he does hurts him, the way he pressed enter when posting the video haunts me. the way he was shaking… he’s his worst enemy and i love how layerd he is. besides those glimps of vulnerability we got to see with sara or a the drunk talk with wille were so precious. besides malte being one of the best actors on the cast, also those eyes and curls
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I am Sage's mother, better known as Nana. I adopted Sage after my son died when she was still a baby. She's been through six foster homes by then, but we loved her and she blossomed into a joyful, lively girl who made music and art.
Puberty began and COVID hit, and she was treated for depression and anxiety, at times very severe. Her teachers shared any concerns with me so her treatment could be adapted.
The transparency ended in August of 2021 when Sage started high school. She started a public high school and she told me that all the girls there were bi, trans, lesbian, emo and she wanted to wear boy's clothes and be emo. Because I saw it as just a phase, it was fine with me.
But at school, she told them something different: she was now a boy named Draco with male pronouns. Sage asked the school not to tell me, and they did not tell me even though I informed them of her mental health history and medication. If I had known, this would be a much different story.
She was terribly bullied. No one told me. But boys followed her, touched her, threatened violence and rape. Something happened in the boy's bathroom but for two days, the school told me nothing. They kept meeting with Sage alone and she became so distraught they called me to pick her up.
That evening, I found a hallpass labeled 'Draco' and Sage told me she was identifying as a boy, and that her counselor said she could use the boy's bathroom. She'd been jacked up against the wall by a group of boys. She was crying, terrified. I said just stay home, we'll figure it out. That was my last conversation with Sage for five months.
The night she ran, she thought, to a young friend she'd met online, she left a note saying she was scared of what would happen if she stayed. The sheriff, FBI, search dogs were called in. I dropped to my knees in prayer. Nine days later the FBI found her in Baltimore. My baby had been lured online, sex trafficked by DC then Maryland. She was locked in a room, drugged, gang raped and brutalized by countless men. It was night. The FBI told us to pick her up in Maryland the next morning.
We packed our cars with blankets and stuffed animals and arrived by 8 am, but we were told we couldn't see her, and were summoned before Judge Robert Kershaw late that afternoon. They didn't even tell Sage that we came for her. We finally entered the courtroom and Sage appears on a huge Zoom screen from a prison cell. She looks tiny and broken, and I cry out 'I love you Sage.' Sage responds 'I love you too, Nana.' But attorney Anisa Khan rebukes us. She is a 'he' and his name is 'Draco' not Sage. We were floored.
Khan accuses us of emotional and physical abuse, that we are misgendering her, even though we just learned she claims to be trans and we're willing to use any name and pronouns to bring her home. My husband was so tearful he kept forgetting the new pronouns, so the judge had the bailiff remove him from the courtroom. I was pleading for my child to be returned and treated for her unspeakable trauma. Judge Kershaw told me, if I use the word 'trauma' again, he would throw me out too.
For over two months, he withheld custody. He housed Sage in the male quarters of a children's home. Sage told me she was the only girl and repeatedly assaulted. She was given street drugs by the other kids and Khan told her she didn't care. She just wanted to win the case and all the way to the Supreme Court if necessary. Khan tried to prove abuse, but we were eventually cleared by both states of all charges.
Sage later told me Khan had told her to lie that we hit her. Khan even had Sage's school counselors testify against us, though they barely knew Sage and they didn't know us at all. Khan told my precious child I didn't want her anymore. I found out Sage never received any of the letters I sent her.
Sage ran from the Children's Home and disappeared for months. They told me she might already be gone forever, but I couldn't give up and I finally found a tip on her social media that led the marshals to her in Texas. She had been drugged, raped, beaten and exploited. This time I was able to be with her for the traumatic rape exam, and to bring her home.
Back in Virginia, she entered the mental health facility that Judge Kershaw had ordered, as it would affirm her as a male. The therapist began pressuring her to have her healthy breasts removed. Sage was too scared to protest, but she asked me to secretly buy her girl's clothes because she wanted to be a girl, but keep them in the car. It took a kind lawyer, Josh Hetzler to secure her discharge.
After almost a year. Sage was finally home. Safe. Alive. Sage is receiving professional trauma care. The first trafficker has already been convicted. Sage has nightmares, panic attacks, rape-related medical issues, but there's hope. I tell her she's not broken she's just scarred. And part of that hope is that in courageously sharing her story, others will be saved.
Sage said she doesn't know who she was back then. She wasn't a boy, she just wanted to have friends. But her school, the judge, the attorney and the doctor were all blinded by their ideology. The consequences for Sage were unspeakable.
Please don't let ideology harm another child. Let parents do our jobs. We know our children best and we love them a million times more.
Thank you.
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Jesus Christ. This girl was exploited by everybody, except for her parents, who were villainized for literally nothing. It's opposite world.
And the fact that everybody with authority prioritized stupid shit like pronouns and trying to coax her further down into a fake identity, even against her will, and other ideological bullshit over her actual wellbeing is disgraceful.
The judge and attorney need to be disbarred, the therapist stripped of their license, and everyone who conspired to separate Sage from her parents fired.
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phoebe-delia · 4 months
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The Family We Choose
Okay. So. I got very emo because of this post from @xx-thedarklord-xx. And then I got all the feels from @littlewinnow's INCREDIBLE art for it. And it got me thinking about what it must've been like for Hagrid to meet baby Scorp. And just. This happened.
"Hagrid, this is Scorpius Fleamont Potter." Harry gently places the little bundle in Hagrid's waiting arms.
Hagrid brings the child up close to his chest. "Oh, look at yeh," he murmurs. "Such a wee one. He's got yer eyes, Harry."
Draco chuckles softly. "Yes, he does. And my hair, luckily for him."
Harry wraps his arm around Draco. "He got the best of us both, I think."
Hagrid gazes in wonder at the baby in his arms; the chubby cheeks, the wide green eyes, the fine blond hair on his soft head.
Hagrid feels his eyes well up, and he tries to hold back his tears; he should wait to be a blubbering mess when there's not a baby in his arms, but he can't help it. He sniffs and tries not to let the overwhelming happiness in his chest take him over entirely.
When he glances back up at Harry and Draco, they're looking at him with joy and fondness; particularly Harry, who appears as close to tears as Hagrid feels himself.
"Hagrid," Harry starts, "Draco and I wanted you to be among the first on staff to meet Scorpius. And, well...We also wanted to say thank you."
Hagrid's breath catches. "Ter thank meh? Wha' for?"
"For everything," Harry shrugs. "For being part of the reason I'm here—and that Scorp is here."
"And for your great capacity for forgiveness," Draco says quietly. "I can't imagine I'd have lasted long here as a professor if not for your generosity and empathy."
Hagrid can't hold back the tears now. He looks back down at Scorpius and then at Harry and Draco. "Neither of yeh needs ter thank meh."
"We wanted to," Harry says. "And—to introduce you to your future apprentice here, of course."
Draco raises an eyebrow. "What makes you think he won't be a potions master?"
Harry shrugs. "Nothing, only that potions is a miserable subject for miserable twats."
Draco swats at his arm. "Is that any way to talk about your husband's career?"
Harry grins and rubs at his arm. "I suppose I deserved that."
"Too right you did," Draco grumbles. Harry snickers and pulls Draco closer, pressing a quick kiss to his temple.
Hagrid begins to tune out the bickering couple and looks back at Scorpius, who coos in his arms. The child is absolutely perfect; and better than that, he's safe. He's loved. And he always will be.
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writingsbychlo · 8 months
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okay but the world needs a how would the 🐍 boys react to a taylor swift concert (and if you categorized them by album i would also not be mad)
😘💋
for you, my love? anything 😌
slytherin boys + taylor swift concert/albums
draco: draco is impartial. it’s not his typical music taste but he will hum to songs when you play them, he knows you like them. he hires someone to make sure he gets really good tickets and says you can take anyone when he surprises you with them. when you say you want to take him, he fucking loves it. he doesn’t show it, but knowing you’d share something so special with him, it makes him so happy. would wear a basic fit, lets be real. would pay someone to custom make your outfit for your favourite album, though. also, he bought tickets to a tour spot of a place you’ve always wanted to visit and he makes it a whole vacation. splashes cash for extra packages. rich boy vibes. he’d never admit it to anyone but he has listened to All Too Well (10 min version) when he’s in his emo moments.
he’s giving Red, though, and would make the effort to sing along to any songs he knows enough of just to see you smile. like tell me he isn’t giving the youthful innocence of 22 but also I Knew You Were Trouble, like???
mattheo: has an alarm set for tickets and tries to get them so eagerly with you. again, not his usual music taste, but his has been known to scream-sing Shake It Off when drunk. would wear a toned down outfit to match whatever you’re wearing and would absolutely wear any bracelets you make him. holds all your belongings so you don’t have to worry about anything. holds your hand the whole time and sings with you. you’d stay in a fancy hotel overnight the day before and after, he wanted to make it special. buys matching tour hoodies with you.
he’s giving Fearless, like lets be real, The Way I Loved You was written for him. he isn’t ashamed to admit he loves that album, though. that dedication of slightly toxic but mostly just obsessed love, sweet and adorable first love feelings, y’know?
theo: asked if you’d seen there was a tour coming up and chuckled at your excitement when you screamed yes. gets tickets when you don’t manage to and makes a joke like ‘how many boyfriend points did this just earn me?’ spoiler: it’s a lot. wears all your bracelets that you make on one arm and helps you make trades with people. researches the set list to make sure he knows all the lyrics to any possible songs that might play so he can sing with you, but already knows quite a lot. not ashamed to listen to her if he’s with you or missing you. buys you any merch you want, has so many bags to be taken home.
his album is Folklore, just because I think the hazy indie suit him. august is friends-to-lovers with him after spending the summer with his family in italy. change my mind, you can’t.
enzo: baby boy goes all out for this. he’s so lover coded, but he knows all the albums very well. listens to her music with or without you and is proud of it. you sat together to book tickets and try to double your chances and it worked. not only wears and trades bracelets but makes them with you, makes his own set to swap with people too. looks for celebrities and gets to excited when he spots them. he’s the kinda guy to propose during Love Story. matching outfits, matching merch. you guys both have lost your voices the next day and he can’t stop grinning about it. is convinced taylor made eye contact with him. would wear a custom outfit with you, too.
his album is Lover. no doubt. he’s a cutie pie and he’s so pastel-sunshine-sparkles-love. Paper Rings? he belts that. You Need To Calm Down? he bodies it with so much sass just to see you giggle. London Boy? I don’t even need to say.
tom: hears you didn’t get tickets and starts pulling strings to get them for you because you were sad. tries to be casual and just leave them on your desk one day, but can’t help his smile when you burst into his dorm at 11pm and kiss him stupid for it. is willing to let you pick his outfit as long as you make it ‘normal’. you guys match but in a subtle way. like mattheo, books a hotel for before and after, and also will hold your things. doesn’t sing along but he’s not a buzzkill, y’know? stands with his arms wrapped around your waist the whole time, sways slightly to the music for you. he will spin you occasionally. so defensive when you’re looking at merch, growls at someone to fuck off while they still have teeth for telling you to hurry up and pick. gets a hoodie when you tell him it would look good on him and actually wears it for you. also buys the special packages like sound checks etc.
Reputation. you’re gonna look me in my eyes and tell me Look What You Made Me Do isn’t his anthem? if he had a gun to his head he would name that as his favourite song.
bonus for you bc we’re talking abt him right now: all I’m gonna say is reggie + enchanted. that’s it, that’s all.
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2024.03 ~ Top 7 longest fics posted on AO3
1. The Darkest of Times by @emeraldmarvel [?, 262k]
►At the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry Potter wakes up in the Forbidden Forest and is surrounded by Voldemort and his followers. However things go wrong very quickly once he tortures and enters Harry's mind which leads to him finding a lot of interesting information. Voldemort, now in control, marches to Hogwarts and changes everything. Harry now needs to fight off a lot of new demons, and he will need the help of someone he never expected to ever offer it.
2. Faking My Own Death by Chase_fanfics [E, 262k]
►Draco had dealt with enough death to make peace with his own. Getting a handle on his emo angst, he assumed his life would end after Dumbledore’s murder. He didn’t expect to keep living. He didn’t expect to find something, someone left living for. He didn’t expect to reach out to Harry Potter for help. Even more so, Draco didn’t expect to fall in love with him in doing so.
3. The Star Splitter by @oflights [E, 219k]
►On a routine time travel assignment to the past, Draco stumbles upon 7-year-old Harry Potter and witnesses his neglect and mistreatment by the Dursleys. In the moment, there is only one solution, even if it goes against all his training as a Time Agent: he has to bring Harry back to the future with him. /// In which Draco burns his life down for the sake of his former school rival.
4. Tales of the Potters by burningcherries [E, 139k]
►The war didn't entirely end with the Battle of Hogwarts. A year later, Head Auror Harry Potter resolves to sacrifice a little more of himself in the hope of putting an end to the countless acts of revenge between the two former sides. Following an ancient ritual, if he succeeds in founding a new bloodline with an old enemy, peace will be assured. /// A tale of two young men who are trying, of the wizarding world wonders and of hope in the dark.
5. Antidote for Love by CreateImagineWrite [E, 69k]
►Draco knows Harry is falling out of love with him. He just doesn’t know why.
6. Skybound by @xanthippe74 [T, 60k]
►No matter how much Harry Potter wanted to believe he’d left danger behind when the war ended, it found him again anyway. All he had to do was step out his own front door on a Tuesday morning. [...]
7. Truth to Materials by lately & @toomuchplor [E, 54k]
►In which Harry learns to appreciate art and other pleasures of the flesh.
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Ongoing Fest/Exchange
※ Fics would be listed elsewhere.
Fluff Fest: Dead Pigeon Edition
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2024.03.23
Complete fics posted on AO3 this day
1. The Boy Who Lived In Cinders by rosy_glass [T, 5k]
►Once upon a time, the Potter family lived in their cottage in the village of Godric's Hollow in bliss. But when a tragedy rips his world apart, Harry is forced into servitude, kneeling on hard wooden floors and cleaning until his bones break. Then, he gets a chance to spend three days at a ball hosted by the Prince, where he trades his torment for joy, at least until the sun sets. But as the last day draws near, Harry fears that he won't receive his happy ending with the one he loves.
2. Butterfly Kisses by Ace_Phoenix [T, 2k]
►While busy revising for his N.E.W.T.s, Harry discovered that his boyfriend had been hiding something from him in quite a special way, with a little butterfly kiss.
3. The Dark Aegean by @annanother-thing [E, 7k]
►The idea of a holiday is to relax, but Harry finds that very hard when his so-called best friend decides that it is time that he makes a move on his long term crush and coworker...
4. Faking My Own Death by Chase_fanfics [E, 262k]
►Draco had dealt with enough death to make peace with his own. Getting a handle on his emo angst, he assumed his life would end after Dumbledore’s murder. He didn’t expect to keep living. He didn’t expect to find something, someone left living for. He didn’t expect to reach out to Harry Potter for help. Even more so, Draco didn’t expect to fall in love with him in doing so.
5. I Pick This One by TawnyOwl [G, 3k]
►[...] Draco felt his face flare up. "No, no. I know I said you can choose anything, Scorpius, but I meant a pet. Any pet. A dog, a crup, a cat. Even a toad. But not a human." And certainly not Potter.
6. Routine by @yulicchi-x [E, 18k]
►Harry doesn't follow routines. However, meeting Draco Malfoy every morning in the elevator of the Ministry of Magic is something he would never change.
7. you are in love (true love) by greeensword [M, 5k]
►The boys take a trip to the Caribbean to celebrate Luna’s wedding. After downing a couple of drinks they begin to feel more than their usual tipsy. Nowhere was it mentioned that one of its ingredients was Amortentia.
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ellecdc · 2 months
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hello loveeee 🩷
can i request cbbh universe jily take harry to diagon alley and shop for school supplies before he goes off to hogwarts for the first time 🥹 i cant stop thinking of their reactions when harry gets matched with a wand (+ jily getting emo remembering their first time at ollivanders too 🥲) and james hyping his boy up as they get him his broom 🥹
this is totally not me tryna heal from canon trauma ha ha…
I fucking loved this - thank you for requesting! May we all heal from the trauma that was the canon HP universe.
CBBH James Potter x Lily Evans Potter // Sirius black x Vixen
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The boys were practically vibrating with excitement as the group of six made their way to Diagon Alley. And by boys, Lily meant Draco, Harry, Sirius, and James.
“Okay, so we’ve got to go to Ollivander’s for your wands, Flourish and Blott’s for your books, Madame Malkin’s for your robes, and the Apothecary for potions ingredients. We’ll also stop to get you your own cauldrons...” Lily read from her list methodically.
“And we’ll go to the Pet Emporium and then we’ll get you brooms!” James cheered like a kid at Christmas. Lily wanted to chide him, but she was (nearly) just as excited as her husband and son.
“Okay,” Y/N said as she patiently patted her husband’s shoulder, urging him away from his best friend (and thus, a source of trouble). “why don’t you go with your mum and dad Harry, and Sirius and I will take Draco.”
“Wait.” Sirius barked dramatically. “Can we do the fun parts together?” 
“It’s all fun, Pad’s.” She chided.
Sirius grumbled but continued. “I mean the brooms and the pets. I bought my godson’s first broom – I’d like to buy him his first school broom too.” He stated with pride.
“And I’ve always wanted to carry on the tradition with my godson!” James said excitedly.
Draco laughed. “Aren’t mum and dad technically my godparents already?”
This earned him a gentle pat up the back of the head from Sirius. “Don’t talk back to your godfather.”
“Yes sir.” Draco said good humouredly and shared a fond eyeroll with Harry. 
“Okay. Why don’t we complete our checklists and then meet at Florean’s for ice cream before we do the fun stuff.” Lily relented.
Sirius and James cheered while Draco and Harry shared a high-five. 
“Onwards!” James declared. 
It was very important to Lily to get this experience with Harry, as well as for Draco to get this experience with Sirius and Y/N. 
Draco already lost the opportunity to experience this with his birth parents; he deserved this chance to make happy memories with his parents like Lily and James did at his age.
And she couldn’t help but marvel at the fact that had the war gone differently, she may have never gotten the chance to do this with her son. 
Remus and Regulus agreed to spend the day with Jasmine (Potter), Aurora (Black), Posie (Potter), Lyra (Black), and Leo & Stella (Black) at home for both sets of parents while they were off with the boys. Regulus grumbled and complained but also showed up to the playroom with an astronomical amount of craft supplies, while Remus was out-and-out giddy at the prospect of spending the day with his nieces and youngest nephew. 
Lily and James decided to let Harry choose which order they did their shopping in.
They began by getting him a cauldron and his potions supplies. James moaned and groaned the entire time, muttering about “Slytherin’s this” and “Snivellus that”, but Harry (the good lad he is) just assured his dad he wanted to get the boring bits out of the way first.
Then they went to get his books, which Lily was most excited about though James continued to whine. 
“Next year we should let Uncle Moony bring you to get your books, he’d be in heaven.” James said.
“Okay but only if mum can come too!” Lily called from somewhere else deep within the store. 
After they left the shop, Lily started trying to redistribute the bags so that they weighed roughly an even amount as they got heavy. She suddenly realised her son and husband were laughing at her. 
“What?” She spat in faux irritation.
“It’s like you forget you’re a witch.” James said as he looked at his wife’s confused face with unconditional love. 
James quickly cast a weightless charm on the shopping bags and shrunk them down to fit inside Lily’s tote bag.
“There ya go, love.” He said with a smack of a kiss on her cheek.
She rolled her eyes but couldn’t help the heat moving to her cheeks. Some habits were hard to break, she supposed. 
They then continued to Madame Malkin’s to purchase Harry some uniform robes. They bumped into Sirius, Y/N, and Draco whilst they were there, and James and Sirius spent the entire time pretending to be strangers to one another exchanging pleasantries.
“Ah, nice to meet you, good sir. First time?” Sirius asked in a deep register.
“Yes, yes. This is my first born, Harold Jameson Potter the Seventh. And you?” James responded in like.
“Naw, this ain’t ma first rodeo.” Sirius said, transitioning to a (terrible) Southern American accent. 
“Yippee ki-yay.” James returned.
The boys were giggling from their platforms as they were being fitted, causing Mrs. Malkin to shush them as Harry received a stray pin to the shoulder. 
Finally, the part everyone had been most excited about, was Ollivander’s. Lily couldn’t help but remember her poor muggle parent’s – dragging a petulant Petunia behind them – trying to be supportive of Lily even though they had no idea what anything meant.
When a witch or wizard get their wand – the hope is that the wand will remain with them throughout their life. The wand chooses it’s wix, and throughout the user’s life, they learn from the wand and the wand learns from them. 
A wand is nearly synonymous with a marriage: perhaps more. 
Lily chose James and James chose Lily – but both could function without the other. If they fell out of love tomorrow, they’d both find ways to move on.
But Lily’s relationship with her wand is her longest relationship of her entire life, and without it – she would feel naked. The wand provides her with protection, strength, knowledge, and power. Without it, she’s just a girl.
And today, she gets to watch her son as he finds the wand that will provide him protection, strength, knowledge, and power throughout his whole life. She felt her sinuses sting as the bell rung above the door.
“You okay, love?” James whispered into her ear as Harry eyed the rows and rows of boxes lining every wall.
Lily didn’t trust herself to speak, so she simply nodded and offered him a watery smile.
“Oh, my flower.” James said as he rubbed his wife’s back, but Lily didn’t miss the wetness of his own voice. She knew he was probably thinking about coming here with Effie and Monty at Harry’s age (and his near doppelgänger) to choose his own wand. His parents would have understood the significance of finding his first wand - how momentous this moment would be – just as Lily and James did now. 
“My, my, do we have another firs- oh!” Mr. Ollivander started as he poked his head out from the back room, interrupted by the scene in front him.
“Why...it can’t be...but, wow!” He cheered as he came around the register. 
“Introduce yourself, Haz.” Lily encouraged her son.
“I’m Harry P-”
“Potter, yes." Ollivander completed for Harry. "Of James Fleamont Potter who was matched with an 11-inch mahogany wand with a dragon heartstring around this time about twenty years ago. And Fleamont Hari Potter some thirty-eight years before that. My...”
“I never forget a customer, you see.” He clarified when Harry turned to his parents somewhat concernedly at this stranger’s familiarity.
“It’s nice to see you again, Mr. Ollivander.” Lily said with a smile.
“Ah, and you, Miss Evan’s, or, Mrs. Potter, I suppose.” 
Without further ado, Ollivander started pulling boxes from the stacks, trying Harry on for size.
The first one nearly singed everyone’s eyebrows off and was quickly returned to its box.
“Temperamental, that was is. Hm,” Ollivander said mostly to himself as he carried on.
The second set off the sprinkler system above them and got sent back to its home as well.
Finally, a wand was handed to Harry (the wand) from the stack. An 11-inch holly wand with a phoenix feather core. Harry picked it up, and (quite beautiful, in Lily’s opinion) fireworks sprouted from its tip.
“An odd combination of wood and core – I’ve not seen many like it myself.” Ollivander admitted.
“Well, Haz is a bit of an odd guy.” James said as he ruffled his son’s hair.
“Dad!” Harry screeched as the two began to roughhouse.
“Okay, oi, this store is not big enough. Boys!” Lily reprimanded.
The trio finished up their shopping and headed towards Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream parlour. Sirius, Y/N, and Draco were already seated, which Sirius was very smug about.
“Must be hard being second best at everything, Potter.” He called out to James. This resulted in James leaping over the barrier of the parlour’s patio seating area and landing on Sirius. Y/N had her face in her hands and Draco was (unsuccessfully) trying to smother his laughter. 
“Oh, for Merlin’s sake.” Lily grumbled as she shot an auguamenti at the two boys men.
The two men shot apart like cats in an alleyway after someone threw something at them for howling in the middle of the night. 
“Go get your wives and sons ice cream.” Lily barked at them.
“Yes ma’am.” Sirius and James responded, each bringing their first two finger to their forehead and offering a salute before walking marching inside. 
After their quick treat, where Draco and Harry compared their wands and showed each other all that they had bought, they carried on to the ‘fun stuff’. 
“Have you thought at all about what kind of pet you’d like, Draco?” Y/N asked the boy.
Draco appeared to consider something before a blush permeated his cheekbones. 
“I think...I think I’d like a cat; like my mum had.” He admitted quietly.
Sirius offered a sad but delighted sigh at his son and Y/N pulled him into an embrace.
Narcissa Malfoy attended her first year with the company of a regal white long-haired half kneazle. That cat (monstrosity, if you asked Sirius) was her most prized possession for years to come after that. 
“That sounds like a beautiful choice, my love.” Y/N offered as they made their way to Magical Menagerie. 
There was a pure white long-haired kneazle cross available that Sirius was positive Draco would beeline for. 
However, surprising everyone, Draco found a small tortoiseshell kitten with a missing eye. “This one!” He proclaimed.
And so, it was.
He named her Larissa – after one of Neptune’s moons, and in the same vein as his mum’s name Narcissa.
Harry insisted on getting an owl so he could “race them with his new broom.” He landed on a beautiful snowy owl with piercing yellow eyes. Lily found her a little off-putting; “no owl should look like they know so much” she had said.
To name her, Harry decided to flip open to a random page of one of his textbooks. Harry named her Hedwig, which he found on page 158 in Bathilda Bagshot’s book “A History of Magic”.
Y/N and Lily found a bench near Broomstix and watched as the four boys walked (skipped) into the store, speaking over top of one another in their excitement. 
“God we’re so lucky.” Y/N said quietly.
Lily felt like her heart was a well that was just overflowing with love.
“We really are.” She agreed. 
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mastermindmiko · 6 months
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Potions Partner (Part eight)
pairing: Draco Malfoy + fem!reader
Word count: 2097
Warnings: sadness, Draco being emo?
requests are open
Part 9
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When the date ended, she thought that it had gone incredibly. She wasn’t able to wipe off that stupid grin off her face, even Harry asked about it. The only time that day that she wasn’t smiling was when Katie got hexed, but even after that, she was still grinning like an idiot. 
The next day, she had potions, and she doesn’t think that she’s ever been this excited about a potions lesson before. Draco was sitting at the back of the class, just like last time. She had to physically restrain herself from smiling when she saw him, not wanting to arouse any suspicions. 
She went and sat beside him and just like last time, he didn’t acknowledge her existence. She brought out her books, and started to pay attention to the lesson. Slughorn soon gave them a break, and only then did she notice that he didn’t hold her hand. 
She thought he must’ve forgotten, and so, she mustered up all her Gryffindor courage and reached for his hand. Their fingers brushed and just as she’s about to lock their fingers, he pulls his hand away. Both her face and heart sank, and she quickly retracted her hand, hurt and embarrassed. 
She didn’t look at him for the rest of the lesson, and when the bell rang, he didn’t waste a single second in packing his things before leaving. 
The rest of the week went along like that. She’d try to talk to him in potions or catch his eye across the Great Hall, but she never succeeded. She started to think that the date didn’t go as well as she thought, and that was the reason why he didn’t want to be her boyfriend anymore. The thought shouldn’t have hurt her as much as it did. 
That night, she decided to take matters into her own hands and take action. She took her red stone out of her bag, and when dinner ended, she tapped it three times. She was transported to Draco’s room. When her feet landed on the ground, he was startled up from his couch. 
“If you don’t want to be my boyfriend anymore, you can just say that. You didn’t have to ignore me for a whole week.” She said with her hands balled up into fists. He frowns and asks, “Why would I not want to be your boyfriend?” 
“I don’t know, you tell me.” She replies, and folds her arms over her chest. A guilty look takes over his face, he begins, “I’m sorry, you’re right…” never in her life did she ever think that she would hear Draco Malfoy say those words, he continues, “This year…has been less than optimal to say the least. I know it’s not an excuse for being a shitty boyfriend, but I- I didn’t know what to do, and I’d hate to bring you down with me-” 
He cuts himself off when he’s brought into a big hug. She slings her arms around his neck. He’s unsure of what to do for a second, then he decides to wrap his arms around her waist. She whispers, “You’re not going to bring me down, and I’d like to know if something is bothering you, maybe I could help. I know that this is my first time, but I’m pretty sure that it’s my job as your girlfriend to care, and fortunately for you, I do…care that is.” 
His eyes had started to water in the middle of her speech, but he blinked them away. He pulled her, if possible, closer. He held her and rested his head on her shoulder, in the crook of her neck. He pressed tiny kisses there, in appreciation, he was never good with words, so he settled for that instead. Hopefully, she’ll understand. 
She brings her fingers to play with the small hairs at the back of his neck, and he finds out that she does understand. If he was ever asked in the future when was the exact moment when he fell in love, he’d tell them this one. It was rare when a person cared about him beyond his duties and name, he appreciated that she cared despite all those things, and he was even more grateful that it was her who cared. 
He suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of guilt. She cared for him, and he was supposed to use her for information. He pulls away, and she asks, concerned, “What is it?” He thinks that she can’t possibly get anymore lovely. “I wish I could tell you, but I can’t.” 
She nods understandingly and doesn’t pressure him to tell her. She immediately proves him wrong, she can get more lovely. She cups his face, and asks, “Is there anything I can do to help?” 
“Just keep being the wonderful girlfriend that you are.” He says with a wide smile. She blushes and he leans in to press a kiss on her cheek. He kisses her and she sighs, contently as soon as their lips touch. It’s been too long since they last kissed. She smiles against his lips, the familiar feeling already making her feel ecstatic. 
“What?” he asks, after feeling her smile against his lips. She shakes her head, “I’ve missed this, it’s been too long.” 
She expected him to smile or kiss her again, but instead he frowned. “I really am sorry. I’ll make it up to you. We’ll have a date at the astronomy tower this Friday at midnight. Does that sound good?” 
“Sounds perfect.” She replies and she kisses him. He bites her lower lip, and sucks on it, making her let out a sigh. He licks her lips, and she opens her mouth, allowing him to enter her mouth. He starts to explore her mouth with his tongue. 
He lets his hands trail down to her hips and her body tingles. He pulls her by her hips, and continues to kiss her. His left hand moves to her face, and when she starts to feel lightheaded, she pulls away to take a breath. He whispers, “Stay the night.” 
Her eyes snap open and they’re wide. Her whole body becomes as stiff as a rock, and she asks, breathless, and shaky, “What?” 
He looks at her and brushes a strand of her hair away from her face, “We won’t do anything. It’s past curfew, I wouldn’t want you to get detention, especially if it's without me.” 
“Okay then.” She says, and she relaxes back into his touch. He rubs circles onto her hips, and he asks, “When’s your first class tomorrow?” 
“Eight.” She replies, and he says, “You should probably get to bed to get all your eight hours.” She blushes at how much he cares, and she nods her head. He presses a kiss to her forehead then says, “I’ll get you something to wear.” 
He goes to his closet and brings out a pair of pyjamas that will be too big and long for her to wear. He hands them to her then he goes to the bathroom. He stays in there for a while, and she hears a lot of shuffling then he comes out with a red toothbrush in his hand. He handed it to her and said, “You can use this to brush your teeth. I turned it red, so you’ll use it.” 
She smiles, presses a kiss to his cheek, and enters the bathroom. She changes out of her uniform and wears Draco’s pyjamas. They smell just like him. As predicted they were way too big for her, so she tightened the draw strings, and cuffed the pants and sleeves.  
When she leaves the bathroom, Draco’s already changed into a pair of pyjamas himself. She walks out with her uniform folded in her hands, and he says, “You can put it in there, I emptied it for you.” 
“You have a drawer for me?” She asks with a wide smile on her face. He blushes, Draco Malfoy blushes, and says, “well, I- you’ll need to put your clothes somewhere, it’s only logical. There’s also another empty drawer in the bathroom for you. You can bring some of your stuff there, just in case this happens again…or something.” 
She puts her uniform in the spacious drawer, and walks to him. She presses a kiss to his cheek, and says, “you’re most definitely the sweetest person I've ever met.” 
He awkwardly scratches the back of his neck, “You can get to sleep, I’ll just brush my teeth and be out.” She nods her head, and he enters the bathroom. She resists the urge to giggle at how exciting this was, he cleared out space for her, and he’s planning out more dates for them. She couldn’t believe that he was actually the best boyfriend possible. 
She goes to his large king sized bed, and she lifts the emerald covers and goes under them. She rests her head on her pillow, and all she can smell is him. She’s never been more comfortable in her life. She shuffles to get into a better position, and she waits for Draco. 
She hears the bathroom door open, but Draco doesn’t come near the bed. She waits a few seconds before lifting her head up to look at him. He was unfolding a blanket over the sofa. “Hey! What’re you doing over there?” 
“I’m going to sleep here.” Draco explains, plainly. “No, you’re not. Come to bed!” She shouts at him, and he asks, “Are you sure you’re comfortable with that?” 
“Yes, now get your ass into bed, I’m tired!” She groans then leans back on the pillows grabbing one and hugging it. A few seconds later she feels the bed shift under his weight. She opens her eyes, and he’s lying down on the bed, facing her. She says, “Hi.” 
“Hi, my love.” Draco says and she can’t help but blush. She wondered if she was ever not going to be flustered when he was affectionate with her. She shifted closer to him, and he asked, “Are you sure you’re alright with this?” 
“Of course, I feel comfortable around you.” She says with a slight tint in her cheeks. She doesn’t comprehend the expression on his face, but she bites her lip, thinking. After a few seconds, she asks, “Does it bother you?” 
“Does what bother me?” He counters, and he lifts his hand to push a stray hair away from her face. He plays with it as she talks, “That we’re not- that I’m not…that we’re not, you know.” 
“Are you talking about sex?” he asks, plainly, and her face turns a deep red. She hides her face behind the pillow that she’s hugging and she lets out a groan, and says, “You can’t just say it like that!” 
“You’re adorable.” He chuckles at how flustered she is, and he lifts his head, so he can see her face even from behind the pillow. “And to answer your question, no, I’m not. I don’t mind, take as long as you need to feel alright with it.” 
“You’ve probably- you know, with a lot of girls, don’t you want to do it, now.” She says, feeling insecure about her boyfriend’s ex girlfriends. She remembers how last year, he’d practically had a new girl on his arm every week. He answers, “I do want to do it eventually, but I would never want to pressure you. I can wait as long as you’d need me to.” 
“Thank you.” She whispers, and she leans over the pillow to give him a peck on his lips. He sets his head back on the pillow, and she shuffles into a more comfortable position. He tries to look at her, and finds that there’s a pillow blocking his view of her. He asks, “Is there a reason why there’s a pillow wall between us?” 
“I can’t sleep without hugging something.” She explains, and he smirks, he takes the pillow from out of her grasp and throws it behind him. He moves closer to her and lets her rest on his chest. “Well, now that something is someone.” 
“See, who’s better?” He asks, after a few seconds of her shifting on his chest, moving around a lot, then wrapping her arms around him and relaxing. She looks up at him and says, “The pillow, it’s more squishy.” 
“It’s called having muscles” He replies, offended. He presses one final kiss to her head before saying, “You’re going to have to learn how to sleep with the muscles because I'm not letting you go any time soon.” 
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depressed-emoji · 8 months
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harry's "hobbies," according to me:
quidditch
ruining snape's life [slay!!]
being obsessed with draco malfoy
constantly checking the marauders map for "reasons" [thats me with my phone]
being a third wheel to ronmione [he's so used to it by now]
simping over quidditch players, especially those seekers
crying about sirius [i would]
staying up at night and getting no sleep
then just sleeping at breakfast, in class when binns isn't looking, in the library, in the ROR, literally anywhere
quidditch
screaming in his sleep because of some dream
being so, so, so, emo and depressed [haha]
being obsessed with draco malfoy
hermione: "hey harry!" ; harry: "sirius used to call me that" ; ron: "that's because it's your fucking name." [saw this as a post on pinterest, like a screenshot from tumblr and i was like, 'canon. SO CANON.']
quidditch
having the lily evans temper tantrum™️ that would scare the fuck outta remus and sirius cause LILY WAS SCARY OMFG
hating himself [relatable bestie]
being annoyed by people comparing him to others, especially his father
being happy with just teddy, thank you very much, i don't want an AlBuS sEvErUs lmao
having a twitter acc dedicated to wolfstar [he accepts fanfics, fanart, headcanons, microfics, etc. no y/n lupin-black though.]
having a shitpost youtube channel where he rants with luna and it's the most hilarious stuff ever
restarting DA after the war and everyone just chilling and trying to make patronuses
did i mention quidditch? he loves quidditch.
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starlitsilvereyes · 10 months
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Older Drarry makes me so emo because neither of them probably thought they’d live past seventeen. Hell, even after the war, Harry couldn’t shake off the feeling of death looming over him, like nothing came out of life more than death and death and death because it was all he had ever known of.
And after nearly three years in Azkaban, the stench of death and the trace of lost souls lingered with Draco, accompanying him on his daily walks through the Manor's withering rose gardens.
However, the older versions of Harry and Draco get to spend their days in Spain basking in the sun, and their wrinkled skin is covered with more than just scars. On Harry's hands, freckles sprawled like constellations, and a dragon tattoo roars to life on Draco's torso.
Draco's hair is more silver than blond, whereas Harry's hair and beard are all salt and pepper. Nightmares are long-forgotten memories replaced by dreams of having five seven children coming to fruition. They were stay-at-home dads for a while (which is perhaps the only time Harry has ever felt grateful rather than embarrassed about his astounding fortune). Until the children have grown up and moved on with their lives.
Now, Draco is a poet and Harry is an artist, both under pseudonyms. Without the rest of the world knowing, they are each other's muse. They have died and lived for each other in secret and their love is the most sacred thing they have ever held in the palm of their hands.
Harry no longer regrets coming back from the dead and Draco no longer resents himself for spending all those years hating Harry rather than loving him.
Draco, however, still scolds Harry for making his tea not scalding enough, to which Harry only rolls his eyes at. Harry still cuts his sandwiches into triangles because it makes ‘more bread’, which doesn’t make sense to Draco and probably never will.
Older Draco and Harry get to live the life they deserve and so much more. They get to watch a hundred more sunrises and a thousand more sunsets and the stars in the sky have woven into newer and more complex constellations just for them.
The road to all is well was a long one, but neither Draco nor Harry would change a thing.
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angel-maybe-alive · 1 year
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My problem with Hades and Persephone retelling
(aka this will not end well for me)
So sometime ago I made a post about things I hate in "modern literature" basically me ranting about booktok shit, and I mentioned my pure hatred for the "hades/Persephone retellings" genre and I tried to explain it in the reblogs but I didn't phrased myself very well there so I want to do it again?
So here I go swinging another baseball bat to the wasps nest.
The Homeric hymn of demeter is this very known tale of why we have the seasons, the plot basically goes as: Hades god of the underworld kidnaps Persephone goddess of flowers, demeter her mother goddess of crops gets desperate don't do her job while trying to find her the world suffers yada yada something something in the end Persephone has to spent half of the year with her mother (spring and summer) and the other half with her husband in the underworld (autumn/winter)
Right
Now let's go to the " doesn't matter my opinion people will be mad at me "part
The full myth as is presented in the Homeric hymn of demeter has Persephone pretty clearly being kidnapped and held against her will
The myth was very clear about Persephone's not willingness to the marriage as she 1- screamed for help 2- was described as miserable when visited by Hermes 3- asked for her mother 4-lightened up once hearing about her 5- is described as being tricked by hades to eat the pomegranates who kept her tied to the underworld
In the context of when the myth was created the reasoning was pretty clear to be about the horrifying yet inevitability of wedding, and the separation between mother and daughter.
Arranged or forced marriages are a fictional thing to a lot of people nowadays, it's a thing of time pieces or something from religions that you don't understand and find oppressive but it was (and still is in some places ) a reality
The arranged marriage has its perks in some context as it takes away the burden of having to choose your partner and if your culture is build on this you would not see this as a oppressive practice just how things are the sky is blue and someday your father will choose your husband.But there's also the fear, your future husband could be half decent person there was a chance or an horrible monster very possible sometimes you truly couldn't know.
Kinda like death itself there was This uncertainty, the fear yet anxiety and maybe longing of it without knowing what would come next.
So in context this tale probably resonated a lot with girls and women at the time as a reminder that after the marriage they can still see their mothers time to time, it wasn't death itself just separation, even if their wedding was bleak as a dark winter, spring will come.
And I love this tale really
Then we have the new context, like I said the fear and longing of arranged marriage is not a reality to many people in modern western secular world, But suffocating mothers are.
There is discussion on whether or not Persephone went on her own will but it is a pointless discussion the result is still the same she has half of the year up here half down there.
But the retellings do a weird thing, some of them reframe it to make demeter the villain.
Demeter goes from grieving mother to an angry wench who it's just terrified of an empty nest and suffocates Persephone she is mother goethel locking Rapunzel in a tower,She is the opressor.
And hades is the stand in badboy he is rhysand, darkling, Damon Salvatore and draco Malfoy In leather pants and all the other guys in black clothes but not in a cringe emo edgylord way in a dangerous way with a jawline to cut diamonds and abs for days, rich and powerful a dominating alpha ready to sweep the damsel ad bring her to freedom.
Do you ever heard that anarbor song 18, if not listen it's exactly the hades guy on those retellings
And the thing is I have no true problem with this concept it's not my cup of tea(I prefer the golden retriever rather than the black cat) and I do think the amount of coercion and straight up sexual assault on those are quite not good, but it might be someone's else's cup.
The problem is calling this a feminist retelling as by making Persephone a willing bride it empowers her.
It truly doesn't.
The original was already empowering a grieving mother doing anything on her power to save her lost daughter is fucking punk.
Yet the rebellious vein of the modern author the desire to be that girl the one who had the guts to actually runaway from home after fighting with your mom for not letting you paint your hair, mixed with the desire to be coddled by a dark prince charming, aman who will desire you so much he won't be able to control himself, a beautiful rich man who will worship you, have amazing sex with you, will be enough of a feminist to respect your choices yet enough of a patriarchal alpha male to spoil rotten with all things money can buy, provide for you as you are his queen, this desire takes one of the most simple yet understandable tale of true feminine power and bastardize it to another opposite Attraction tale.
And this is why I hate hades and Persephone retellings.
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