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BLUE BATS ↳ Twitch Rivals: MCC Project G.L.O.P. — may, 2026
For @drarrymicrofic prompt: “Book” wc 741
In the early days of their relationship, Draco had wondered about the little notebook Harry kept on his person.
It was a small thing, barely big enough to fit in the palm of his hand. Plain black leather. Muggle-made, with crisp white paper instead of the aged yellow of parchment.
Then, as the days bled into weeks and the weeks into months, Draco’s curiosity only grew.
Harry rarely got it out in front of him, but when he did, he was always careful to angle it away, shielding the contents as he scribbled. Tiny little scratches of his hand, sharp and quick, so frantic that Draco often wondered how Harry managed to read his own writing afterwards.
On the morning of their first anniversary, Draco finally asked.
“What is that?”
Sleep-mussed and bleary-eyed, Harry took a moment to realise Draco was speaking to him.
“Darling?”
“Huh?” Harry looked up, blinking once.
He looked adorable like this. Curled up in the corner of the sofa, wearing the ratty grey joggers Draco claimed to hate but, in truth, didn’t. Bare-chested because, apparently, Harry was allergic to clothing on Sunday mornings.
Draco didn’t hate that either.
In his lap was the notebook, perched precariously on his thigh. In one hand, a Muggle biro. In the other, his coffee.
“What is that little thing you’re always writing in?” Draco asked, curling up beside him.
The smile Harry gave him was coy and lopsided, a flush of pink spreading across his cheeks. He cleared his throat, set his coffee down, and leaned forward until there was barely an inch between them.
“A present,” Harry explained, his voice a whisper.
Puzzled, Draco tilted his head. “A present?”
It took Harry a moment to respond. “Yes. For you.”
Then it took Draco a moment to hear the words properly.
“For me?”
And another for Harry to offer the book over.
Carefully, tentatively, he held it out.
Confused, nervous, and a little bit excited, Draco accepted it. Harry’s eyes remained fixed on him as he opened it to the first page.
365 Reasons Why I Love Draco Fucking Malfoy
“I started this the moment you said yes to a date. Three hundred and sixty-five days ago,” Harry explained. “I knew then that I wanted a million plus one days with you. Three hundred and sixty-five reasons are simply not enough to even begin to explain why I love you.”
With shaking hands, Draco flipped through the pages, and with each turn, he felt his heart grow larger and larger until it threatened to tip over and spill out of him entirely.
#16 – Owled me just to say hello.
#45 – Remembered Hermione’s favourite wine and brought it round for dinner because he knew I’d forget.
#51 – Bought me a limited-edition Puddlemere jersey for my birthday. How he did that, I don’t know. They were sold out everywhere.
#96 – Took Teddy to his Junior Quidditch club when I couldn’t get out of work.
#148 – Brewed me Pepper-Up Potion when I caught a cold.
#193 – Booked us a surprise weekend trip to France. He wants to introduce me formally to his mum.
#228 – Saved Christmas dinner when Molly burnt the turkey by Apparating home to get the one he’d saved for our Boxing Day meal.
#274 – Ate my arse out for a solid forty-five minutes until I was a whimpering, fucking mess before shagging me something rotten.
#319 – Took Ron to St Mungo’s when he fell off his broom like the idiot he is.
#339 – Agreed to move in with me.
#365 – Said yes.
Tears fell freely, but Draco didn’t care. He wiped them away, stomach in knots, heart lodged somewhere in his throat.
Three hundred and sixty-five reasons why Harry loved him sat in the palm of his hand.
He looked at the last page again.
“Said yes?” he asked.
Harry nodded, his own eyes welling. With a shaky breath, he said, “Will you marry me?”
The question landed hard and firm between them, and Draco knew he would need three hundred and sixty-five ways to say yes.
He started with the simplest one.
With a teary chuckle, he nodded—resolute.
“Yes. Merlin, yes.”
From the pocket of his joggers, Harry pulled out a small box and opened it.
Inside, nestled in the velvet cushion, was a silver ring.
“Thank God,” Harry breathed. “I bought this three hundred and sixty-five days ago, and I don’t think I could return it now.”
when will got closer for a second and mike's eyebrows quivered and he looked at his lips and even moved his own lips for a second but he didn't flinch back and actually you can see his chin move forward a little
yeah he thought will was going to kiss him right there
Art dumps also not really
I don't feel like finishing them, but they're too precious not to post
"He called Lily, his best friend, a slur-" When my parents and my then best friend/now girl friend found me, after I was violated and was in the most humiliating position, I called and wished them worser things. Things I didn't actually mean. You'll don't understand, that when you are in such position the last thing you'll want is, people you love witnessing you in one of the most horrifying and embarrassing situation all powerless and violated. Lashing out is NOT uncommon. Because you were powerless in that situation, you take your anger, bitterness and pain out on people you love while trying to hold on to the scraps of dignity and self respect left in you. I don't why you'll act like you'll haven't hurt your loved ones with your words before. If you'll haven't, good for you. Some of us aren't that perfect and we get angry, lash out and say shit we don't mean. What matters is you ask them for forgiveness (if they deserve it) later after you calm down. Which Severus did. You'll shitting on characters for showing realistic, human reactions is wild to me.
he's our #finalgirl
just barely started reading hold my life (until i’m ready to use it) by velvet_shiver and it’s already one of the greatest fics i’ve ever read, no exaggeration. it’s written so beautifully and i’m so in love with mikes characterization, it’s devastating.
made this painting for it because i couldn’t sleep lol. i’d really like to make more, @velshivered i cannot thank you enough for telling me about this.
just barely started reading hold my life (until i’m ready to use it) by velvet_shiver and it’s already one of the greatest fics i’ve ever read, no exaggeration. it’s written so beautifully and i’m so in love with mikes characterization, it’s devastating.
made this painting for it because i couldn’t sleep lol. i’d really like to make more, @velshivered i cannot thank you enough for telling me about this.
just barely started reading hold my life (until i’m ready to use it) by velvet_shiver and it’s already one of the greatest fics i’ve ever read, no exaggeration. it’s written so beautifully and i’m so in love with mikes characterization, it’s devastating.
made this painting for it because i couldn’t sleep lol. i’d really like to make more, @velshivered i cannot thank you enough for telling me about this.
"you're welcome" but Chance and Lucas are cast as Kurt and Ram and r being super respectful toward Will bts. yet they still can't escape the wrath of #his jealousy
pushing the byler as petty exes agenda while also driving the byler as jd and veronica bus
getting along
speedpaint and some close-ups :')
HEATHERS AU!!!
this has lowkey been on my mind for a while... I like to think they're theater kids and they auditioned to be part of the musical and somehow bagged both lead roles.
And I also think that Dustin would get an aneurysm from the jealousy
RIP to the person I was when I first saw this frame. I thought my life was about to be changed irrevocably. For a whole second, the universe was going to be realigned forever.
hot summer day at the lake