ron: what are you doing?
draco: watching harry look for his glasses which are on top of his head
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@drarrybin
ron: what are you doing?
draco: watching harry look for his glasses which are on top of his head
okay but harry when he’s forty years old having the best time of his life jamming to eighties songs like take on me, wake me up before you go go and everybody want to rule the world whilst he’s cooking but when i wanna dance with somebody comes on, he breaks out the full body dance moves, slides across the floor, is using the wooden spoon as a microphone and as the chorus hits, he’s singing along and spins and holds his hand out towards the kitchen door as if he’s asking someone to dance with him not actually expecting anyone to be there but turns out draco has been watching from the door, smiling fondly at harry’s antics. he takes harry’s hand and the two dance around the kitchen like it’s nobody else’s business and literally have the best time of their life
harry potter as buzzfeed unsolved
harry trying to confront everything after the war:
voldemort after harry and friends took down pretty much all the death eaters:
everyone joining dumbledore’s army:
harry, ron and hermione after meeting moaning myrtle for the first time:
oliver wood after he found out the entire slytherin quidditch team had nimbus 2000’s:
draco after he thought buckbeak killed him:
umbridge:
harry in first year after seeing voldemort’s face on the back of one of his teachers head:
draco when he got turned into a ferret:
*after the whole buckbeak incident*
harry: would you look at that, you’re alive
draco: physically, yes, but mentally… that’s debatable
draco: not everyone is going to think i’m pretty and that’s okay
draco: they are wrong though
draco: i like people who are environmentally aware
harry: *pointing at a tree* well, that’s a tree
draco: i’ve been practicing my signature, want to see?
harry: sure, use this
draco: this is a marriage certificate
harry: and what about it
harry: *introduces bath bombs to draco*
draco: *immediately has an obsession*
harry: i’m like this close to having a mental breakdown
draco: your fingers are touching??
harry: exactly
harry: why do you always attack me with your words draco?
draco:
draco: well do you want me to use rocks? or a knife?
draco biting his nails as a coping mechanism for anxiety
hc idea: @coffiicoffii_ (ig)
he didn’t want to be here.
his heart was pounding in his chest and echoing in his ears, his lungs felt inescapably tight, his head was spinning and oh god
he couldn’t do this
draco brought his hand up to his mouth and began biting on his nails
it didn’t help him escape the impending feeling that everything was about to go wrong but it did help relieve some of his anxiety
it felt easier to breath, his head felt clearer and it didn’t feel like the world was closing in on him anymore.
until
“draco! get those fingers out of your mouth! the next time i see those hands anywhere near your mouth, you’ll wish you were born without them!”
the memory came hurtling in like a freight train and draco immediately snatched his hands away from his mouth and instead curling them around the bottom of his blazer in a vice grip
he was about to go into court
he was about to try and convince hundreds, no thousands, no, the world, that he was a good person
he couldn’t do this
draco could feel the anxiety claw it’s way up his throat, surrounding his head in a thick fog
he let out a small whimper as his hands began to cramp up at the sheer force that they were gripping onto the blazer
draco tried to focus on his breathing but how could he when everything was going wrong?
he itched to have the comforting feeling of biting his nails but he couldn’t
because that was bad
and bad things get punished
“nice weather today.”
draco nearly jumped out of his skin at the voice, his nerves on fire
harry potter
“yeah.” draco managed to force out, breath coming shorter and faster.
“i don’t think you deserve to be here.” harry said, turning to look at draco
draco felt a lump rise up in his throat as he shook his head, disagreeing with harry.
god, it was just getting worse and worse
it felt like someone had an iron grip on his lungs and heart and was squeezing them like they wanted to crush them
“you don’t.” harry said, tugging on draco’s hands and taking them in his own.
draco watched in half panic and half confusion as harry continued talking, rubbing soothing circles with his thumb onto draco’s hands
“it’s bullshit calling you up here. you’re a kid, anyone can see that you didn’t want to do it. i can see that you didn’t want to do it.”
draco focused on harry’s calm voice and soothing touch and felt his panic and anxiety begin to ease.
“i’ll get you out of there if it’s the last thing i do.” harry murmured, never stopping rubbing circles onto draco’s hands
harry sounded so honest and draco finally felt like he could breathe again
draco lay his forehead against harry’s shoulder and tried to stop shaking
“thank you.” draco whispered
harry released his hold on one of draco’s hands and instead ran it through draco’s hair instead. “it’s okay. i’ve got you.”
harry: how good of a mood are you in right now?
draco:
draco: what did you do?
ron: harry would throw himself in front of a moving car for you
draco:
draco: harry would throw himself in front of a moving car for fun
harry: i think you have ptsd
draco: yeah i have ptsd
draco: proficient talent for sucking di-
harry: we also need to talk about you use of humour as a coping mechanism
draco: hey, can you help me with this zipper? my hands are full
harry: sure
draco: UP, harry
harry: right, sorry-
draco: hey harry- why are you standing on a chair? are you playing a game or something?
harry: yeah, i’m paying ‘i saw a big ass spider and don’t know where the fuck it when’
draco: *scrambling onto a chair* sounds like a great game
draco: can you help me with my wedding?
harry: oh, you’re getting married?
draco: yes
harry: um, okay. what do you want me to do?
draco: be my husband