Ramblings Of A Mad Woman

Lauren/27/professional lurker/ HP fanfic/dramione/charmione/sirimione/remione/let anyone f*ck./🔞 minors DNI/come say hi! 💕

[tharannas]

I love you Anders but you really need to step up your game

DO NOT REPOST, I WILL CURSE YOU

[briccko]

Everyone is here!!!

[ancuninbrainrot]

SHAAAAAAALE!!!

[omniluci-estumbra]

Spider-man Draco and MJ Hermione 🕸️🕷️❤️

Draco misses his robes (nobody else does 😏)

It’s 2002 and Spider-Man just came out and Hermione has been slowly getting Draco used to TV and movies by renting VHS tapes every once in a while. One night she chooses Spider-man and is obsessed (Draco doesn’t get the allure of superheroes) and makes them be this for Halloween that year

Plus two bonus sketches cause when else am I going to have an excuse to draw him as everyone’s favorite friendly (sassy) neighborhood (mansion living) spider-man!

[lolovestoread]

So my first fic posted to AO3 was revealed for the @hpdilffest🫣🫣 thank you to the amazing @owllinallover for best reading and listening to me stress about this 🥰🤣

Person of Interest

Vikmione

1/1, 3.5k, nsfw

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50202787

[ellemisc]

trip to hogsmeade

[zeebee3]

New work in my Pierced Draco series just posted!

Lie to Me

Draco/Hermione

Rated E

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[avendell]

Some soft and very messy sketches 🌙

[hufflepuffmommy]

Amazing art I commissioned from @elivrayn for my Dramione WIP, Mother: Unknown.

This is a scene done for Chapter 23: Lyra's Birthday.

“I’m exhausted,” Draco said as he sat on the kitchen counter and ate a spoonful of ice cream straight from the carton, all evidence of makeup and nail polish finally removed. “Remind me next time she wants a sleepover that she can only have two or three friends. Six little girls is just too many.”

Hermione chuckled as she grabbed a spoon from the cutlery drawer and joined him on the counter, taking a spoonful of ice cream for herself.

“They’ll pass out soon enough,” she reassured him. She rested her head on his shoulder as they sat there and quietly finished off the last of the creamy dessert. “It was a really great party, though. I know Lyra had the time of her life.”

You can read the fic on AO3 and FFN.

[lolovestoread]

If you aren’t reading this fic you should be! Also they are so cute I’m dying😭

[ivmaruva]

Day 100 🎉

Art Nouveau Dramione

The challenge is finally done! FINISHED! Thank you to all the people who followed me through it. I’m so happy with the new friends and awesome community gained as this challenge progressed.

Don’t worry, I’ll still post Dramione and maybe dive into other ships and fandom communities. Love you all!

[sassycolortheorist101-blog]

some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs

* body language masterlist

* a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does

* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes

* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said

* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again

* some more body language help

(hope this helps some ppl)

[lady-marigold-deactivated201905]

This saves my life

[javiersbluejacket-deactivated20]

This is the writers bible

[official-lucifers-child]

THANK YOU

[junopluto]

Third time I’ve reblogged this

[lolovestoread]

Meeting the Parents

Originally posted on twt

“Are you sure you’re sure about this?” Hermione asked for what felt like the hundredth time. Brushing imaginary dust off the front of her skirt. She was nervous.

“I promise nothing bad is going to happen. They really have changed since the war Sweet.” He tried to placate her, but it was useless. Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy would always intimidate her no matter how long she had been dating their son.

The war had left too many scars.

“Hermione, look at me.” He said while lifting her chin to meet his gaze. “I’m tired of keeping you a secret. You’re it for me, and if they don’t accept that we will leave.”

They stay like that just taking comfort in each other until Hermione’s breathing calms again.

“Ok let’s do this.” She straightens her shoulders and takes a final deep breath.

“Hey,” Draco says, catching her wrist as she begins to walk back towards the front door of the Manor. “I’m serious. One word from either of them and we leave.”

He laces their pinkies together, bringing their linked hands to his mouth to kiss her knuckles.

“I love you” he whispers against her skin.

“I know” she smiles. “I love you too.”

[lolovestoread]

The Ghost of You

Another DHr TWT drabble

CW: MCD

Hermione Granger sat in the library for what felt like hours. Willing the portrait to stay dormant, but knowing it wouldn’t.

“I want you to live your life.” She heard from a voice behind her. “I don’t want you to spend the rest of your life bitter over what might have been.”

“How dare you.” She whispered. Finally turning around to see a spectral image of her lover. So it hadn’t been the portrait after all.

“I love you. I fought this whole war for you. But you were never meant to be mine for long.I wouldn’t have been your happily ever after.” He replied his translucent hand reaching towards her.

“YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE!” She screamed in the otherwise empty room. “I wanted you to be.” She sobbed, her hand extending towards his but she couldn’t feel the warmth his touch typically gave her.

“I will always love you Draco Malfoy.” Hermione declared squaring her shoulders. “I would have always loved you if you were alive too. Screw anyone who would have tried to tell me otherwise.”

“I know” the ghost of Draco Malfoy responded. “Which is why I’m asking you to live! Live your life fully and don’t let me ruin another thing about it. That’s my final wish.”

The witch covered her mouth with a sob as she sank to her knees. The weight of her grief finally taking its toll on her strength.

“I love you.” He continued. “I love you enough to tell you to let me go. Please.”

“I’ll never forget you.” She whispered in the now empty room. After she dried her eyes she finally dusted herself off and went out to do what he asked. Live.

[jactingjoices-deactivated202406]

we are in a media literacy crisis

[jactingjoices-deactivated202406]

friendly reminder that characters don't need to be saints to be entertaining. and telling a story does not mean endorsement. art does not need to be all about morally good people.

[vergess]

IDK if this was meant as hyperbole but it's literally true:

Adult literacy is low.

Child literacy is low.

Information literacy has shifted dramatically in the last decade, but reputable information sources like research journals and factual news reporting have been unable to keep pace.

We are genuinely in a crisis of media literacy, with ever fewer genuinely factual resources available in the style and language used by contemporary audiences.

It may sound condescending, but we genuinely need to remind people, or worse, explain to them for the first time that art is not evidence of real world behaviour.

So, thank you, for this reminder. Genuinely.

You're correct:

Art does not need to feature exclusively morally pure characters. Art is not proof of the creator's secret, violent desires.

[the-devils-keeper-deactivated20]

replace one word of your url with bitch

[lolovestoread]

LoLovestoBitch

[lepra-art]

dramione nighttime sketch. autumn vibes✨

«even the coldest starless night couldn't steal the heat of his love»

[kumatan0720]

“So, I have made the decision to trust you.” “Horrible decision.”

Tangled Dramione AU 🌺

[lolovestoread]

Dramione twt drabble

CW: pregnancy, morning sickness

“That’s it I’m staying home!” Draco announced walking into the kitchen. Hermione had just sat down with a glass of pumpkin juice and a copy of the Daily Prophet.

“Seriously Draco, we’ll be fine“ she said rolling her eyes at her husband. He had been hovering ever since she told him she was pregnant.

“I took my anti-nausea potion before coming downstairs. I don’t have any of the other symptoms I had with Scorpius. Really Love, we’ll be alright for a couple hours. I’m feeling just fine, and you cant postpone your meeting with the Wizangamot again. The bill is too important.”

Scorpius, oblivious to his fathers reluctance babbled happily from his high chair at the sound of his mothers voice.

“Alright fine!” He said scooping the toddler into his arms. “But I’ll be home as soon as session is over.” He told his wife, kissing them both before placing his son back in the high chair.

“I’ll miss you most my little star.” He murmured against her growing belly before standing up and walking towards the floo.

“Alright little man,” the brunette witch said as she turns to address her son “what do you say we bake Daddy some of his favorite cookies for when he comes home?”

The sounds of laughter and joy ringing through the house as Draco finally wills himself to leave the warmth of his loving family that in a few short months would be adding even more love.