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harry: fucking sweet, i want a solid gold cauldron
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@godisawitchfic
hagrid: yer a millionaire, harry
harry: fucking sweet, i want a solid gold cauldron
People think Slytherins are all dark and all about evilness and shit, but in reality, we refer to our emblem as a “slithery little snek” and have group meetings about how we can try to lure a mermaid near the window.
harry: so i did a 'which harry potter character are you' quiz for fun
hermione: who did you get
harry: malfoy
harry: and on an unrelated note, i'm now going to go and stab something cute and fluffy
dumbledore: i love my school
dumbledore: love for it to be vaguely functional one of these days
ron: i may be a dumbass
harry: ...
harry: but?
ron: no, no, that's it
reblog this if you’re a fanfic writer & your motivation to write actually increases when readers actually show interest & give you feedback. even just a reblog or a little comment here and there
who pretends feedback doesn’t count is SELLING LIES TO YOU
narcissa: someone died in the living room
draco: well i guess it’s not a living room anymore
lucius: get out
Draco: *is at home, alone with all the lights out*
Phone: *rings*
Draco: hello?
Person on phone: I can see you
Draco: how does my hair look?
Draco Malfoy: Today I had a feeling, Father.
Lucius Malfoy: Well DON’T, Son.
As a fic writer, i need every reader to know that:
I don’t care if your comment is coherent. I know what you mean and i love you
I don’t care if you ramble. I read every word and i love you
I don’t care if you leave a comment on a fic from four years ago or leave comments/kudos on like ten of my fics in one go. This isn’t IG, pls stalk my AO3. I love you
I don’t care if you mention the same thing in your comment that four other people have already mentioned. It’s actually really useful to know what resonated with people and I love everyone who takes the time to tell me they liked a particular turn of phrase
I don’t mind if your comment is super long or just a couple of sentences, i love them all
I love you
tis the truth
“ writing on the wall ”, chapter xxxvi [ read HERE ]
━━━ « how do I live? how do I breathe? when you're not here I'm suffocating I want to feel love, run through my blood tell me, is this where I give it all up? for you I have to risk it all 'cause the writing's on the wall a million shards of glass that haunt me from my past as the stars begin to gather and the light begins to fade when all hope begins to shatter know that I won't be afraid if I risk it all, could you break my fall? »
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"Your assumption is correct, Blaise", the witch said. "If you fail you have a shot of Firewhisky. Then the others can decide to take their guess, but they only get one try and will have two shots of penalty to drink".
Harry looked over her shoulder to read the instructions.
"You just made that up", he accused, playfully.
"I still don't get what's so extreme about it", Draco added.
Harry instinctively eyed the vial, which was still in the box. Surely it couldn't be?
"Is that Veritaserum?", he inquired.
Were they in England he would have to confiscate it.
"Yup", Pansy's honeyed voice lingered on the "p". "Everyone takes a sip before we start. It should last approximately ten minutes, just enough time to write on the cards".
"So we can't fabricate a secret", Draco mused.
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[ ONLINE ] ━━ previous chapter | ♫
Growing up in a cupboard under the stairs only to find out you’re a celebrity, Harry Potter wasn’t someone who indulged in opulence very often. Although most of the damage done by the Dursleys he was positive had been undone, sometimes he still felt weird when doing the most stupid and trivial things, like buying himself some clothes. He was pretty sure the first item of clothing he’d owned that didn’t come from Dudley was the sweater Mrs. Weasley had knitted for him, which he’d received during his first Christmas at Hogwarts and he still kept in his closet. Harry still remembered Pansy’s face when she’d seen it the first time.
chapter 36th, “writing on the wall” (via godisawitchfic)
now online
For Enemies…
plot twist: JK rowling writes a series on voldemorts point of view
“i looked in the mirror and cried. i look like an egg”
“dear diary, it’s been a full six months since my nose left”
Minimalism + color swatches | Four Houses of Hogwarts
Someone give me three tropes for Dramione and I will combine them into a one-shot!
Fake relationship, Hermione is in need of money, secret feelings. Basic, I know.
veela!Draco, Auror partners, THE green dress (obviously it’s just a suggestion, feel absolutely free to disregard it entirely)
i always imagine malfoy as having that longish anime boy hair that’s always covering up one of his eyes for some reasons
Oh, yeah, we vibe with that