Nothing Really Matters

Dramione/Something weird, but I don't care, because nothing really matters./You can't make this beautiful or lovely.

[bookwormbeat]

But pain is perfect misery, the worst of evils, and, excessive, overturns all patience.

Paradise Lost, John Milton

[federfleisch]

Friends come and go. Relationships end. That edgy character you latched onto at age 12 is forever

[two-bees-poetry]

so soft it hurts

[setulose]

I think I might be about to send a deranged email

[setulose]

Couldn't find an email address so it was instead a deranged form submission

[setulose]

HUGE NEWS

[det395]

[joytri]

[bookwormbeat]

In English, we say: "I feel sad for no reason." But in poetry, we say: "Some days, the weight of nothing feels heavier than everything.”

In poetry we say, Frafka Nim

[thoughtkick]

“If you wish to approach me, be gentle. You may break my fragile glass of solitude.”

— Sohrab Sepehri

[enselius]

Kiss

[last-honey]

in 2025 let’s bring back being enthusiastic on ao3. leave a comment on every chapter. leave kudos and, if necessary, leave “double kudos” in the comments. tags and notes on bookmarks. the whole nine yards. let’s show fanfic authors how much we love them.

[ivmaruva]

“Mafia Boss Draco AU” 💰

None of that blood is his, he had to defend his girls honor. Only problem is “his girl” doesn’t know she’s his yet.

Hi-res color version available on Patre0n :)

[honeylillies]

Mmmmm….dramione 🫣

[goldandglittersblog]

Draco: Good morning, Princess

Lyra: Daddy,if I am the princess, then mommy is the queen.

Hermione: Oh Thank you, darling.

Draco: Then I must be the King. Right ,sweetheart?

Lyra: No Crookshanks is the King.

Lyra: You are the royal servant, Daddy.

[flythesail]

The most beautiful minds of our generation are posting fan fiction on archiveofourown.org

[softgayheart]

I for one think the symbiotic relationship between Tumblr and AO3 is beautiful

[in-kyblogs]

I love when this happens

[dramioneasks]

Severe Admiration - Owlieboo - E, 4 chapters - She sat at her desk, pulling out a fresh parchment and quill. Dear Malfoy, Thank you for your services -- Godric. Services? Really? That was just awful. Barbaric even. What was she, some patron of a man of the night? She groaned audibly, her hands sliding down her face in self reproach before pulling out a fresh piece of parchment, vanishing the embarrassment off her desk. It was completely unsalvageable in her opinion, best to pretend she wasn’t so witless. --- Hermione and Malfoy have been secretly shagging for the past few months. But after witnessing a distressing scene at Teddy's birthday, Hermione decides its best to end their casual situationship while she can still salvage her feelings. Except she has no idea a pissed off Auror did not take kindly to her idea and is on his way with retribution in mind.

[bookwormbeat]

“but love is not fashionable any more, the poets have killed it. They wrote so much about it that nobody believed them, and I am not surprised. True love suffers, and is silent.

The Remarkable Rocket, Oscar Wilde