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So... What if Harry had Dudley's style? 🤓🤌🏽

Draco Malfoy Dark wallpaper

H/D Mpreg Fest 2022 : (fics only)

@harrydracompreg || official masterpost || AO3 || ∑ = 22 works (art, fic, podfic) The Mods : @sassy-cissa & @timothysboxers Banner © : @celilasart’s Welcome home, Lily

1. The Harry Potter Pregnancy Support Society by @deliciousblizzardshark [M, 11k]

Harry Potter is deep in the closet when he discovers he’s pregnant with Draco Malfoy’s baby. Luckily, Hermione Granger, activist extraordinare, is here to help.

2. Hurt Me, Love Me by @maraudersaffair [E, 15k]

Draco, pregnant and on the run from his criminal ex-boyfriend, takes shelter under Auror Harry Potter’s protection. Sparks fly between the two, but Harry discovers that Draco is used to receiving love and affection with very specific conditions. All Harry knows for sure is that he will stop at nothing to protect Draco and his unborn child.

3. in my defense, i have none by @the-houseryn [E, 18k]

Draco’s love for ruining Harry Potter’s image departed as he became a fully-formed adult, leaving him bound tight to bear the consequences of their perfect clandestine date alone or otherwise become the focal point in the biggest Harry Potter scandal since Voldemort’s reign.

4. Just Give Me a Reason by @sassy-cissa [E, 24k]

It’s easy to misunderstand a situation when you’re in the same country – when your new boyfriend is thousands of miles away, it’s nearly impossible. Toss in an unexpected pregnancy, an ex-boyfriend and The Prophet with its exaggerations and it’s no wonder Draco is confused.

5. Just So I Could Call You Mine by @minty-petals [M, 16k]

Harry saved Draco from a life of prison, became friends with him during eight year, and protected him from all harm. It’s his right. So what if he makes a potion to make Draco be impregnated? Being with Harry is better than being stuck in an arranged marriage with a woman. Draco would be lucky. Blessed even.

6. Listen To Your Heart by @ladderofyears [E, 65k]

Draco and Harry are Auror partners and secret lovers. They have been tasked with helping to solve the Cursed Objects Case, a series of mysterious crimes that have been terrorising the magical population of London. When Draco is faced with an unplanned pregnancy, their previously ordered life is thrown into disarray.

7. My Favourite Thing by @jackyrita [E, 16k]

Draco’s marriage to Astoria failed before they could have an heir. Draco desperately wants a child, but is unable to carry for himself. Harry volunteers to be a surrogate.

8. The Only Way that the Roses Bloom by @slytherinthelibrary [E, 17k]   *restricted

Harry is a Ministry Investigator, undercover as an Azkaban guard to help Hermione and the rest of his friends build a case against the prison. He is set to guard somebody in the Death Eater block. Draco Malfoy thought his life was over after his sudden incarceration in Azkaban. As it turns out, Draco’s life has just begun.

9. A Quickening Hope, A Freshening Glee by @maesterchill [, k]   *restricted

The one where Draco and Harry find out from Remus Lupin in a Ministry lift that they’re going to have a baby. And Sirius flips out.

10. A Second Chance (I’ve done well enough with mine) by @flightinflame [M, 4k]

Heavily pregnant and lost, Harry escapes his abusive partner and in desperation goes to Knockturn Alley using a glamour to conceal his identity. He isn’t expecting the healer that is fetched to help him to be Draco Malfoy, but given he needs help now, he accepts Malfoy’s support. Malfoy’s changed a lot since school. But then, maybe Harry has as well.

11. Unwanted — Beloved by @gnarf [T, 3k]

Feeling tears sting at the edges of his eyes, Harry picked the baby up and scooted inside. Who’d do something like this? Who’d discard a baby on someone’s doorstep? On his doorstep?

12. Where I see things right by InnerLilith [E, 15k]

When Harry finds himself unexpectedly pregnant after a one-off with Draco Malfoy, he knows he isn’t keeping it. But when actually getting the abortion turns out to be more complicated than Harry expected, he finds himself turning to Malfoy for help through the process. And that’s actually much less complicated than Harry expected.

13. You’ll Still Find Stone by @flightinflame [M, 42k]

Draco had to marry Potter to stay out of Azkaban. Narcissa told him he’d be safer there. But he doesn’t know what Potter expects from him - this marriage is nothing like he had been prepared for. Potter’s acting kindly, and he knows it’s all a trick. He’s just about coping, but trying to keep Potter happy becomes more important than ever when he realises he’s carrying the man’s child.

14. you’re alive by @the-houseryn [M, 27k]

The most boring shift in the world, filled with Muggle car ride games to pass the time, was interrupted by a tow-head boy begging for help to save his papa and ultimately changed Harry’s life from there on out. For the better, of course.

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What if Harry actually does propose 👀

Right back into the comfort zone 😂

Harry you can’t be so spontaneous with a guy who plans his his life out better than google maps does your route.

The drarry microfic server is aflame with babooshkart’s latest kitchen art. Also, the Harry and his tattoos within the kitchen.

We humbly request a microfic that includes breakfast in bed, a sausage pun, and maybe Draco falling out of bed trying to keep eyes on Harry’s magnificent backside.

We humbly thank thee, House of Fake.

I’m fkn crying y’all are too funny 😂 💕 sorry this isn’t really micro, but I had to try to do it justice. Check that mouthwatering Mrs. Fake art 😍

“I asked for sausage.”

“We’re out of sausage,” Harry said, grinning at his petulant, pouting lover, who was barely visible under his mountain of pillows. Harry saw a narrowed grey eye and a tuft of blond hair. He set the tray down on the middle of the bed. “You get bacon.”

“Why are you wearing an apron?” Draco asked, his voice still rough from sleep.

“To protect the sausage,” Harry replied, smirking. Draco groaned in exasperation, throwing two fluffy pillows at him. Harry batted them away, snickering.

“That was horrible,” Draco grumbled. Harry could hear the poorly-hidden smile in it; he felt it mirrored on his own face. “And you didn’t even bring tea, you utter brute.”

“My tray is only so big,” Harry chuckled, then turned away to retrieve the tea from the luxurious kitchen on the other side of their bright, spacious loft. He smiled to himself. Ours.

He didn’t make it past the table before he was startled by a heavy thump and a loud, indignant squawk. Harry whirled around in alarm, only to see a tangle of pale, gangly limbs in a pile of duvet, puddled on the floor next to their bed. Draco groaned from somewhere within the lump of linens.

“This is your fault,” Draco said, the sound muffled by cloth and down feathers.

Harry tried very hard not to laugh. “You falling out of bed is my fault, Draco?” His voice shook, his lips pressed together to hold it in.

“Harry,” Draco whinged. Some movement among the heap of white, then Draco’s face popped out from the top, his cheeks flushed bright red. He looked like the cherry on top of a mound of cream. Harry bit down on his own fist, but the laughter was bubbling up out of his throat, irrepressible.

Draco pouted again. “I don’t want tea, and I don’t want bacon, you bloody idiot. I want breakfast.”

Harry’s hand held the apron over his stomach, his muscles aching from suppressing his laughter. “Draco, you’ll eat what I made you—”

Draco growled in frustration and stood, clumsily extracting himself from his cloud-like prison. Harry’s eyes widened as he strode purposefully over to the kitchen, nude and irresistible, his eyes heated and annoyed and fixed on Harry alone.

“I’ll eat what I want, Potter,” he purred, biting down on Harry’s lower lip, turning Harry’s giggle into a gasp. He turned Harry around and bent him shamelessly over the table.

“Oh,” Harry said, “oh,” as Draco’s lips met the base of his spine, then lower. “Alright, then, you’re in charge of breakf—fuck.”

um!! i challenged myself to write smth abt nonsexual intimacy in 500 words n here it is 😔✌️(u can also find it in my oneshot collection on ao3)

His fingertips pass delicate over the ridges of Draco’s teeth; only in this way can he feel the subtle irregularities, the misshapen bumps and valleys in all that unyielding enamel. He wonders if this is what it would feel like if he reached inside Draco’s body and touched his bones.

He presses down on Draco’s tongue, slimy and wet and firm over muscle: unlike his teeth, it yields easily. Coated with spit, he drags them over a slightly swollen lip, smears it across his chin and down his neck and watches it glisten against skin as white as a winter moon.

“You’re skin,” says Harry. He dips his wet fingers into the hollow of Draco’s clavicle. He trails them down his arm, over a slightly rough elbow where the skin is dry and flaking. He touches the skin under Draco’s shirt, stretched across his hip bones; over his abdomen, where the skin is decorated with old scars and adds texture. “Miles of it.”

“What else?” Draco asks. 

“Teeth,” says Harry. He touches them again, the canines which are a little too long, the molars with their subtle bumps and valleys. He counts them. “You’re thirty-two teeth.”

Do you like them? Draco’s eyes ask. 

“I love them,” says Harry. He does. He slides his finger along Draco’s pink gums, across his lips. He touches his nose and says, “You’re a pointy nose.”

“You’re a wide nose,” Draco says. “What else am I?”

“Hair.” He touches Draco’s hair. It’s whiter than his skin and just long enough to reach his ears and curl over the cartilage. “You’re silver hair. Like a unicorn tail.”

“My wand has unicorn tail hair.”

“I know,” says Harry. Draco smiles sleepily. “Suits you.”

“Tell me more.”

“You’re feet,” Harry tells him. He bends Draco’s leg and lifts his foot, and he kisses the arch. He hasn’t examined many feet, but he thinks Draco’s must be the softest. Then he kisses the sharp ankle bone. “And skinny ankles.”

This time Draco laughs. “You are too.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” Draco says. “And knobby knees.”

“Knobby knees,” Harry echoes, grinning. “You’re clean fingernails.”

“You’re bitten fingernails,” says Draco. He skims his lips over Harry’s fingers, and then his palm. “And rough hands and dark skin.”

“You’re light skin,” says Harry. He lifts Draco’s arm, kisses the steadily fading mark that is as much a part of his body as his clean fingernails and pointy nose. “And inside you’re blood and guts and atoms.”

Draco smiles, pleased, as if Harry has just recited back to him a secret they share. As if he’s the only one who knows what’s inside Draco’s body, because he’s the only one who’s been allowed to look. 

“And you,” says Draco. Harry frowns. 

“Me?”

“You’re inside of me,” he says. “With the blood and guts and atoms.”

Harry almost smiles, because it almost sounds corny: then he realises it’s not corny at all, and he stares at Draco a long time.

“You’re inside me too,” he says finally. 

50 Types of Kisses - Writing Prompts

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Small kisses littered across the other’s face.

A small, fleeting kiss - which is immediately followed by a passionate, hungry kiss.

A breathy demand: “Kiss me” - and what the other person does to respond.

An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose.

Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips.

Wild, breathless kisses brought on by a heartfelt gift.

French kisses where they trace every tooth with their tongues as though trying to memorize them.

Laying a gentle kiss to the back of the other’s hand.

A kiss that lasts so long, they are sharing each other’s breaths.

A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.

Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.

Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.

Butterfly kisses against the other’s cheeks.

A kiss so desperate that the two wind around each other, refusing to let go until they are finished.

A fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.

One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person.

Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.

Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other’s mouth and runs away.

One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.

Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference.

A chaste kiss given to each other because they are in mixed company.

A kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party.

A kiss that tastes of the food/dessert they are eating.

Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer.

Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain.

Brushing a kiss along the shell of the other person’s ear.

Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other’s lap.

One person tracing the other’s lips with a fingertip until they can’t resist any longer, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss.

Staring at each other’s lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force.

Weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot.

Pulling away from a kiss, whispering words of love against each other’s lips.

A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards.

An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it.

Kisses that start on their fingers and run up their arm, eventually ending on their lips.

An awkward kiss given after a first date.

Starting with bunny kisses before moving on to soft kisses.

Cleaning the other person’s lips with a lick and a kiss.

Whispering “I love you” before a chaste, delicate kiss.

Kissing tears from the other’s face.

A gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion, with little regard for what’s going on around them.

Kisses shared under an umbrella.

Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.

A kiss pressed to the top of the head.

Tentative kisses given in the dark.

Kisses exchanged as they move around, hitting the edges of tables or nearly tripping over things on the floor before making it to the sofa, or bed.

A lingering kiss before a long trip apart.

A kiss paired with a tight hug, knocking the breath out of the person being hugged.

One person has to bend down in order to kiss their partner, who is standing on their tip-toes to reach their partner’s.

Short and sweet kiss after meeting up for a date.

A kiss, followed by more that trail down the jaw and neck.

lucid dreaming...

take heart, for when Albion’s need is greatest; Arthur will rise again.

(ps. this is a cover for my merthur playlist 🌸)