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[22] why am I still here lmao [he/they] queer

[boobav]

There was always something unspoken between you and Viktor.

After the attack, you were certain you'd never get the chance to explore it. Find the words, hidden as they were, bring them together into something satisfactory. With smoke in your throat and blood on your tongue, you'd seen Viktor in the rubble, barely comprehended the mumble of Jayce's voice through ringing ears.

You thought then that the words would never be spoken. The sentence never brought to fruition, whatever that may mean. A ripe fruit left to rot.

And, now, with Viktor alive, weary against your headboard and awfully silent, you think again that the words are a lost cause.

"Can I see?" Is all you ask.

He raises a hand, sinewy purple accented by pure gold, and lets his robe fall loose to pool around his hips.

There's no sensuality in the way you examine him. The way you eye every curve in the dim candlelight, every meeting of gold and purple, the shade failing to find a name in your mind. The way you shuffle forwards, almost unconsciously, the way his hand finds yours when you come to straddle him. The touch is hesitant, fearful, almost. He looks to you for assurance as though weaving his fingers through yours could somehow offend.

Your free hand finds his collarbone, his chest, sinks down to his torso with a terribly gentle touch.

"Does it hurt?"

"I don't think so."

His voice, the sweet tone you've grown so accustomed to, remains intact. Changed, in a way, by a humming undertone. A simmering of something powerful present even in voice. Your hand finds his face, the pale skin beneath your palm, and the sound he makes is quiet. A mix of confusion and pleasure. Your thumb runs over his cheek, your fingers knead through his hair.

He's afraid, or something close to that. The sensation you bring to him seems to closely match the definition of fear, the uncertainty of it all. He slips his hand from yours, lets it rest instead on the curve of your waist. On skin covered by cloth. He feels it safer that way. He seems, now, to feel everything acutely at once, and yet, to feel nothing in its entirety. Apathy and passion pressed together into an amalgam of unknowns.

Your touch seems to be the only certain reality. Your quiet questions. Your deep breaths, your steady heart. He raises his hand to feel it in your chest. Encased in bone and flesh, your life, so terribly delicate against him.

The words sit heavy on your tongue. You feel almost like this is your last chance to speak, like the Viktor visiting you now is a shadow. No more quiet afternoons in the laboratory. No more shared lunches and exchanged laughs. Simplicity shattered, for better or for worse. He feels the same. You see it in his eyes, in the way his lips part, in the way his brow furrows so subtly.

"I should've said it sooner," you say, faces close, both equally enraptured by the intricacies of expression, "I care about you a lot. I should've..."

His kiss is gentle. It fills you with warmth, makes your chest feel as though it were stuffed with flowers and ginger. When you part, you watch the colours of his eyes swirl, mumble honeyed words against his lips.

It's selfish, you know. Thanking the powers that be that his life was spared, however changed it may be, however against persistence he may seem.

His face falls to the crook of your neck. You hold him like an idol, a prized possession thought lost.

And you hope, so deeply it burns, that he too can feel warmth in his chest. His hands wrap around you, the stream of something you can't begin to comprehend running through the skin, and you pray solely that he can still feel the way you do.

That the words can still find meaning in his mind.

[reedwillowbrook]

Because I Love You

||BG3 Astarion x Reader Fluff

“Astarion, your hand, please.”

He blinked owlishly, eyes curious while he observed you, but held out his hand anyway. 

You placed a rose in his hand.

He blinked again, slowly comprehending what he was holding. He looked at the flower for a long moment, then at you.

“A rose, darling?” He smiled, “Giving this to me so suddenly, why?”

You smiled in return. Hm, why indeed?

“Because I love you.”

He sputtered, obviously not expecting you to say that. He blinked several times, looking a bit distracted, as if repeating the words in his head again and again. He looked away, the tips of his ears turning red.

“Well, of course you do.” He recovered with a flourish, his smile decisively brighter. 

He looked at the rose, fingers coming up to gently caress the petals.

“Thank you,” He said softly. “I… I will cherish this.”

—

You had another rose for him, something you picked up along the way.

You approached him as he sat by the fire.

“May I touch your face, Astarion?”

He hummed, obviously pleased that you asked.

“You may.”

You bent down and placed your hands on his cheeks, smiling as he sighed contently. He looked so peaceful like this. You couldn’t explain it, how glad you felt, to be the reason for it. 

“And this?” He asked after a moment, the flower you had for him already in his hand. “Is this for me?”

“Yes.” You laughed, not surprised, and his eyes twinkled at the sound. You held out your hand. “Can I put it in your hair?”

“Of course.” He handed you the flower, tilting his head towards you.

You placed the flower in his hair, gently fluffling up then patting down his curls to hide the stem. The red suited him, and you held his face again to admire him. He was beautiful, and he was lovely, especially now, now that he looked happy. 

“You brought me a rose again,” he said. “Why?”

“Because I love you.”

He swallowed, his eyes searching yours, asking if you really meant it. 

You did. Always. 

He held onto you, nails digging into your clothes desperately, and his lips captured yours into a kiss.

—

“Stop right there!”

So you stopped, raising your hands in a sign of surrender, and he hummed loudly in satisfaction.

He looked you up and down, at your disheveled hair, at your dirty nails, and the small bit of mud on your boots. He closed his eyes, sniffing the air.

“You’ve brought flowers for me.” He preened, running a hand through his hair. His grin was the widest you’ve ever seen from him. “Flowers. Multiple. You’ve outdone yourself.”

He flamboyantly held out his hand. “Give it to me.”

So you did, you had to, helplessly laughing as you brought out the, admittedly, messy bouquet out of your bag and placed it in his hand.

But he didn’t seem to care for the mess, immediately bringing the flowers close to his chest, nostrils flaring as he inhaled deeply. 

You laughed. You didn’t expect him to be so excited.

He looked at you, eyes narrowing.

“And?” His ears twitched, his eyes looking hopeful, fully expecting your answer. “Why did you bring me flowers?”

“Because I love you.”

And look at him, the wondrous man, looking so happy like he had stepped into heaven itself.

—

It was night, and you couldn’t sleep. Many things have happened. Too many things have happened. And you’re left wondering what to do, how you’re supposed to go forward. 

It was a mess. 

So, you decide, foolish as it was, to think of simpler things.

What flower should you give him next? That makes you smile. Another rose? Maybe a tulip? A sunflower would be nice too.

You think about how he’d react, the brilliant smile on his face, and it makes things easier. 

You heard a noise, and you saw a familiar silhouette standing outside your tent. You opened the flaps, and he was there.

Astarion didn’t say anything. He looked tired.

“Come in.” 

So he did. You sit across each other, silent, and you’re unsure how to continue.

He looked like a mess. He seemed fragile. His hair was in a disarray, dark bags under his eyes, and there were small scratches on his arms. Scratches that looked like he did himself. Did he have another nightmare?

“Why,” he said softly, so softly you almost didn’t hear him, “Why do you always give me flowers?”

There was only one answer to that. One he wanted to hear. One you’ll say again and again, as many times as he wanted.

“Because I love you.”

His eyes widened, and a small sob left his throat. He crawled into your arms, hugging you tightly, his body curling into you as close as he could possibly get.

“Why,” his voice was harsh, and he trembled, “why, why, why…?”

Why do all this? Why did you let him? Why be so patient?

You pressed your face against his hair, holding him closer.

“Because I love you.”

—

It was strange. You found no flowers today. All the bushes you passed all without their blooms, as if they’ve been freshly picked. What now? What were you supposed to give him?

“Ah, there you are.”

“Oh!” You turned around, and got a face full of flowers, your hands scrambling to hold the bouquet Astarion suddenly gave you.

He laughed as you stared at the bouquet in surprise, counting three, four, no maybe five different kinds of flowers. So, this was where all the flowers went!

“Astarion!” You grinned, “You got these flowers for me!”

“And, and,” he goaded, his hand gesturing, “aren’t you going to ask why?”

You laughed, looking at the flowers. They seemed a bit blurry. Dammit, it was too early to cry. You looked at him again. “Why did you bring me flowers?”

He stepped forward, placing his hands on your cheeks. He breathed, looking into your eyes.

“Because I love you.”

[fermentedrice]

[durgestarion] kissing the murder puppy 🐶

[oriixxc]

I trust you won't kill me.

and if you do, then I've gotten sloppy and probably have it coming.

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[catsharky]

My Tav wasn't raised by Tieflings and hasn't really lived as one until the events of the game. As a result she has no concept of tail body language and broadcasts shit she doesn't mean to.

Part 2

[deathflare]

my fav two barbarian wrath screams astarion & gale

[sitp-recs]

Hello please do you have a list of drarry canon rewrite fic recommendations ? Not necessarily from year 1 just i really want to find new reading materials like Leo inter Serpentes series for example

Hi there! I do know a few fics but I haven’t read all of them because canon rewrite is not really my jam. I can vouch for the ones I’ve read and the other ones are all quite popular and well recommended too, I’m sure they’ll be fantastic reads! Enjoy :)

Dwelling by aideomai (2017, T, 83k)

Curses, James and Lily Potter ride again, several Ministry balls, a teenage Summer of Love, a grim young adult dystopian winter, a few different Draco Malfoys, secrets and the problems re: not having any, alternate lives, impossible lives, real lives, allusions to Dirty Dancing, and just because it's not called the Mirror of Erised doesn't mean you shouldn't know better.

Chaos Theory by Tessa Crowley (2017, E, 102k)

Chaos: when the present determines the future, but the approximate present does not approximately determine the future. One gene varies, one neuron fires, one butterfly flaps its wings, and Draco Malfoy's life is completely different. Draco has always found a certain comfort in chaos. Perhaps he shouldn't.

Changing Tides by carpemermaid (2018, E, 109k)

Draco has spent half of his life spouting the things his father has taught him without much thought about how he feels about what he says. When he unexpectedly comes face to face with the Dark Lord, he grapples with the harsh realities of the world and struggles with his changing views on life.

Evitative by Vichan (2019, T, 222k)

In the summer before his fifth year at Hogwarts, Harry is drawn to a room in Grimmauld Place. Like the Gryffindor he is, he enters the room without fear. The room is a library, and Harry is surprised to find that he’s eager to learn.

Twist of Fate by Oakstone730 (2012, T, 315k)

Draco asks Harry to help him beat the Imperius curse during 4th year. The lessons turn into more than either expected. A story of redemption and forgiveness. Pairings: HP/DM (Slash) Timeframe: 1994-2002 Goblet to 4 yrs post-DH EWE Rating T for language, high angst, content.

The secret language of plants by Endrina (2017, M, 373k) - Lupin/Snape, eventual Drarry

“Just… tell me. Tell me what is going on, Snape.” What was going on was that Severus Snape had no trouble tracking down one Petunia Evans, now Dursley, to a little town in Surrey where he saw how exactly she was treating her nephew. Which somehow led to last night and Severus knocking on Lupin’s door with a toddler half-asleep in his arms.

survival is a talent by ShanaStoryteller (T, WIP)

In the middle of their second year, Draco and Harry discover they're soulmates and do their best to keep it a secret from everyone. Their best isn't perfect.

The Mirror of Ecidyrue by starbrigid (T, WIP)

All it takes is one look in a mirror and an ill-advised attempt to shatter it, before an embittered Draco Malfoy fresh out of Azkaban is sent back into his body on the day he gets his Hogwarts letter.

Muggle Harry AU

Hermione Granger's Hogwarts Crammer for Delinquents on the Run by waspabi (2016, T, 93k)

You're a wizard, Harry' is easier to hear from a half-giant when you're eleven, rather than from some kids on a tube platform when you're seventeen and late for work.

The Secret Keeper by @the-fools-errand (2021, M, 225k)

On Halloween 1981, Albus Dumbledore made a decision that would change the course of history, concealing Harry Potter’s survival at the hands of Lord Voldemort underneath a Fidelius Charm. But when Harry comes of age in the Muggle world, Dumbledore realises too late that the fate of the world may depend on a boy who has never held a wand.

Thanks @thegreatzeldini for reccing this one:

The Sacrifices Arc by Lightning on the Wave (2005)

AU, eventual HP/DM slash, (very) Slytherin!Harry. Harry's brother Connor is the Boy-Who-Lived, and Harry has devoted himself to protecting him—by being ordinary. But certain people aren't content to let Harry hide in the shadows.

[mxlfoydraco]

Ok so don't get me wrong I loooove drarry but I also love wolfstar and I've been reading a lot of it lately and I'm having hard time going back to reading drarry, even though my to read list for them is getting longer and longer, because most drarry fics I've seen are after the war and all the marauders are dead and it makes me soooo sad, any advice??

The solution is AUs my friend! I’ll add on to my existing one: Jily/Wolfstar lives AUs and/or non-magic AUs!

Drarry + Wolfstar

Guess Who's Coming to Dinner by dracogotgame (5k)

Harry's bringing his boyfriend home to meet his parents. It goes about as well as can be expected.

Draco Malfoy and the Mirror of Ecidyrue by starbrigid (series, 1.2M)

All it takes is one look in a mirror and an ill-advised attempt to shatter it, before an embittered Draco Malfoy fresh out of Azkaban is sent back into his body on the day he gets his Hogwarts letter. Suddenly, Draco has an unwanted second chance, with a Sorting Hat that doesn't know what to do with him, a certain Muggleborn who won't leave his study table alone, and green eyes he just can't get out of his head. And then there's his new wand, whose choice of him could just mark him as every bit as dark a wizard as his name means he should be.

The Devil’s White Knight by AngrySpaceRavenclaw/orphaned (64k)

When Harry wakes up in an alternate timeline–a timeline where Voldemort was defeated long before the first war–he discovers everything is different. His parents, his godfather, his friends–and him. Harry must deal with the consequences of who he would have been if he had been raised by his parents, and figure out where he stands with his casual hook up, Draco Malfoy

head over heels by derkmaliknurse (21k)

Everyone in Harry’s life thinks he’s engaged to Malfoy. The solution to this is not pretending to date Malfoy, but here he is doing that anyway.

Nearly by gonattsaga (434k)

Sirius doesn't go after Peter Pettigrew on the night that Voldemort kills the Potters, but stays to look after Harry... This means that he is never wrongly accused and incarcerated for the murder of Lily and James, and instead he and Remus Lupin raise Harry as their own. When it finally becomes time for Harry to start his education at Hogwarts, he has no reason to tell the Sorting Hat not to place him in Slytherin, so he is Sorted into Slytherin and becomes best friends (and later on, more than friends) with Draco.

The Thief and the Throne (Fallen Kingdom) by @gnarf (30k)

Many years after the Dark Lord killed the last King and took the throne, a young orphan joins the Order. Harry hopes that they will teach him how to help those their new King deemed unworthy: the Regulars. Those people who worked hard for their food yet had to hand over most of their harvest to fill the already overflowing warehouses of the Capital. With the help of the Order and an unexpected ally Harry is ready to right the wrongs.

My Life As A Butterfly by @digthewriter (22k)

At the age of seventeen, Harry finds himself falling in love with a detached Draco Malfoy. Through a series of unfortunate miscommunications and gossip, he had a bad falling out (of love), too. Now, years later, can Harry make amends about a misunderstanding? Would Draco forgive him?

Love In Slow Motion by AngrySpaceRavenclaw (11k)

Harry flushed. “I’d like to do that again.” Draco threw his head back and laughed. “Would you, now?” Blinking up, Harry reached up with a shaking hand and brushed a bit of Draco’s blonde fringe away from his forehead. “Yeah. I would. Unless you’ve got someone better to get home to.”

A Quickening Hope, A Freshening Glee by @maesterchill (3k)

Joy comes to Harry and Draco alongside a quickening of heart, and of body, and of breath. Or: 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.

Dragons Don't Know Paradise by @teacup-tai (50k)

In 2004, when Remus spends two scary weeks in the ITU due to complications of pneumonia and his HIV condition, Sirius walks around the house like a ghost and Harry finds comfort and strength in Draco through a chat in an online LGBT forum. Harry falls for him, but Draco has a lot of secrets and, before long, will need to come clean—even if he believes that no one is able to understand a dragon. This is a story about falling in love online and about facing the reality of death, but above all, this is a story about hope, finding love and acceptance.

My Big Fat Pureblood Wedding by QueenyMidas / @drarry (177k)

Chaos ensues after Harry proposes to Draco on their three-year anniversary. The two must plan a wedding around their fighting friends, warring families, and each other's stubbornness. EWE, post-war, disregarding Remus, Sirius, and Colin's deaths and the fact that gay marriage is not legal in the UK.

tissue of silver by fearlessdiva (76k)

A love story concerning possessed furniture, black silk pyjamas, courtroom drama, premonitions of doom, assassination attempts, Death Eater yoga, absinthe, bare feet and a sensible werewolf. Beware: coarse language, brief drug use, some sexual content, and consideration of issues of sexual consent.

The White Pawn by Soupy_George (80k)

When eighteen-year-old Draco Malfoy finds himself back at Hogwarts on the eve of Voldemort's infamous return, he is confronted with the most difficult decision he's ever had to make: Relive the 6th year at school he's tried so hard to forget, or do the unthinkable and ally himself with Potter's lot...

Led by Light of a Star Sweetly Gleaming + Pages of You by @wolfpants (53k + 101k)

Remus Lupin is a student and temporary sales assistant at Oxford's finest department store when a mysterious, handsome young man by the name of Sirius Black enters his life and introduces him to a world of sprawling country estates, parties, and London's underground bar scene. A 1960s Wolfstar AU with lots of music, smoking, fine interiors, and, of course, romance.

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Summer, 1980. Harry is floating between university and becoming a Real Certified Adult. He's not ready. He really isn't.

In a desperate attempt to have the Best Last Summer ever, he takes a casual job at his godfather's bookshop in London, starts an illicit pen pal affair with a wordy posh boy that he's catching feelings for, all while dealing with the son of Sirius's business rival, one Draco Malfoy, insufferable know-it-all extraordinaire.

A story about trying to figure out who you are, where you're going in life, and who you want to take along with you.

Drarry + Jily

Bonded Consort by Lomonaaeren (89k)

 Nineteen years ago, the Potters betrothed their firstborn child to the firstborn Malfoy child. Eighteen years ago, Voldemort was defeated for good. Seventeen years ago, the Potters changed the contract so that their secondborn child was substituted for their firstborn. Now, Draco Malfoy is trying to work out what happened.

You're Dating Who?! by SasuNarufan13 (4k)

James doesn't have a problem whatsoever with the fact that his only son is gay. As long as Harry is happy, he's happy. His son's latest boyfriend, though … He's not so sure about him.

Chronological Displacement by bookinit (89k)

In which Harry and Draco have a time-turner accident, and many things go wrong, but a lot of things also go right. Featuring: reptilian bonding night, canon-inaccurate animagus lessons, and a fuck-ton of pining.

aka the fic where Harry finds his family, and fights to keep them.

Notes on a resurrection by newleaves (126k)

It was never Draco’s intention to raise Sirius Black from the dead.

We Built This Right by @remy-writes5 (15k)

At last year's Grand Prix Final, Harry had an accident that left him with a lightning scar on his forehead, a concussion and a twisted ankle. Now everyone is waiting to see if his career is over - including former rival, Draco Malfoy.

Loved In Spite of Ourselves by AngrySpaceRavenclaw (181k)

"It began with four boys, and one compartment." Spanning across time, through the first war, and into the second. The years were both kind and cruel for ones called Marauders, and for ones who came after. But they knew friendship, and sorrow, and love, and joy. And sometimes it was only things things which allowed them to survive--if that's all they could do. Survive.

*This is a marauders fic but Drarry happens later on

Dare Speak Its Name by Lomonaaeren (8k)

AU, with Harry raised by his parents. Harry learns of a secret Quidditch field, run by one Draco Malfoy, that tests all comers and trains them to a higher level of perfection. Sneaking out to the field is only natural for Harry. But what he encounters there changes his life at a level he's never let anyone see before.

The Boy Who Loved by @greenmegsnoham (30k)

At 11 years old, Harry found himself drawn to Draco Malfoy immediately. He wasn’t quite sure why. All he knew was that he wanted to spend every moment with him that he could. When they arrive at school, Harry makes a choice. One that changes the course of his life at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. More than he knows...

[greatvaluealuminumfoil]

pls, giyuu is so cute 

[temporarypenintraining]

might I suggest an AU where Mystake raises Lloyd?

[hiddensneker]

Tbh Lloyd and tbh kai laying down :]

[theaceofarrows]

Crystallized p2 give me Garmadad or I keep making shitty memes

[theaceofarrows]

Crystalized p2 give me Garmadad or I keep making shitty memes

[theprideful-deactivated20251201]

lgbt cassette tapes

please rb if saving!

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[mjalti]

interesting how when it comes to refugees it’s “we can’t let any of them in bc some of them are bad” but when it comes to cops alllll of a sudden it’s all “some of them are good, so we should allow all of them to do as they please!” from the same group of people... the cognitive dissonance.. the absolute junkfunkery

[familycryptid]

Logan, glancing into the trash: Virgil! I thought you only bought this energy drink pack this morning?

Virgil, on the couch- vibrating through dimensions like a chihuahua during an earthquake and one milligram of caffeine away from a stroke:

I did.

[gaycism]