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"What a shame she's fucked in the head," they said 《drarry lover — writer —22 —certified yapper —i love writing for others so if you have any idea you'd like to share, go ahead》

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About me ︶꒷︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶꒷꒦‧ ₊˚・

So I just noticed I started posting in this blog and didn't even bothered to elaborate a proper bio LMAOOO.

・┈ ✦ ﹕name : Lux — It's the name I decided to go with for posting online.

・┈ ✦ ﹕ao3 : luxtestamas — I have one published OS and a WIP im eager to finally be able to share once its all done.

・┈ ✦ ﹕tiktok : lov.cherriex — if u wanna be mutuals just let me know! I love sharing content there as well!

・┈ ✦ ﹕age : 22 — My bday is September 20 so that makes me a Virgo!

・┈ ✦ ﹕mbti : e/infp — I think my personality is perfectly described w it tho being extroverted and introverted depends a lot on how I vibe with the other person. I tend to be more extroverted online tho, I just love participating in the community.

・┈ ✦ ﹕house : Hufflepuff — I never thought or cared much about it but all my friends have decided that's my house so 💛.

・┈ ✦ ﹕fav character : Harry James Potter is my shayla (honorable mention to Draco tho)

・┈ ✦ ﹕pronouns : she/her tho i also feel completely okay with they/them.

・┈ ✦ ﹕more things : I'm a lesbian (a loser lesbian), fuck JKR, make sure to always try to avoid consuming her original content if you're able to!), I'm a lot into politics, especially because I work in the women rights field.

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About this blog ︶꒷꒦︶︶︶꒷꒦‧ ₊˚・

・┈ ✦ ﹕This is a drarry blog but sometimes I may post about other things (tho I'm obsessed w them so you already know what to expect LMAO).

・┈ ✦ ﹕languages : English - Spanish (Usually all the Drarry content I consume is in english and most of the content I like to post is in english as well but Spanish is my native language so there may be some of it here and there, especially bc I get inspired by songs that are in Spanish quite a lot).

・┈ ✦ ﹕I do post and reblog NSFW and mature content so that's my warning here. Basically, this isn't a family friendly blog.

・┈ ✦ ﹕My dms are completely open bc i just rejoined the drarry community after being a ghost reader for so so long and I'm eager to make more friends that are into this community as well or anyone who wants to talk about anything really.

I also enjoy writing RP so I'm open to that as well! I get inspired a lot by writing with others and for others so I love requests or ideas from others!

[substellaris]

Idk where I was going with this, but mini fem drarry 🤏

[lux-est-amans]

Can I live? CAN I LIVEEEEEE?

[nsasquith]

For @drarrymicrofic prompt: “Peak” wc 611 / 18+

“That’s right,” Potter whispers. “You’re doing so well. So good.”

Draco is close. Right on the edge. The precipice. He wants to make it last. He doesn’t want to fall over just yet, because he knows—he knows—this is their first and only time.

He want's to enjoy this, especially after craving it for so many years.

The sound of skin on skin is sharp, obscene. Sweat slicks Draco’s face, his shoulders, his chest. Every muscle in his body is tight with the effort of holding on.

“You—fuck—you close, Malfoy?” Potter asks.

Draco can’t answer. He only tightens his grip, fingers digging into Potter’s hips, and even that is too much.

Potter leans forward, one hand braced on Draco’s chest, the other gripping the headboard. He doesn’t stop moving. Doesn’t stop moving his tight, perfect heat over Draco. Over and over, until the world narrows to the sound of his breath.

“Oh you are, aren’t you?” Potter groans. “Your cock—God—it was made for this. Could do this forever.”

Draco wishes that were true. He isn’t naïve. Potter was bored. They both were. Five weeks into a seven-week posting in the middle of Siberia, babysitting a rare Norwegian Ridgeback egg for the Russian Dragon Reserve—anyone would crack.

Especially when Firewhisky is involved.

Potter’s groan drops into something rougher as his hand slides up, fingers settling at Draco’s throat. Gentle.

Draco arches back instinctively, giving him more. Offering.

Take me.

Have me.

Keep me.

For a moment, he thinks he’s gone blind—then realises his eyes have rolled back, his vision blown white. 

Potter’s grip tightens.

It’s too much.

“Fuck—fuck—fuck,” Draco pants, the sound breaking apart.

Then—helplessly—“Harry.”

Potter stills.

Draco realises what he’s said too late. He forces his eyes open, bracing himself for the look of horror on Potter’s face.

It never comes.

Instead, Potter is staring at him like he’s witnessing something holy—like Draco has split himself open and shown him something sacred. Awe. Reverence. Holy.

Then Potter moves again. Slower now. Deliberate. Less frantic. Intentional.

“Say it again,” Potter says quietly.

He rolls his hips, just enough, and Draco lets out a sound he doesn’t recognise as his own.

“Merlin—”

“Not quite,” Potter murmurs, grinning, smug and soft all at once.

“I’m—” Draco swallows. “I’m close.”

“Say my name,” Potter says, voice low. “And I’ll let you come.”

Draco doesn’t fight it anymore.

He can't.

“Harry.”

It breaks over him all at once—sharp, blinding, fire, the absolute peak of it—and Harry follows a heartbeat later, gasping Draco’s name like it’s the only thing anchoring him to the earth.

After, they collapse together in a tangle of limbs and breath. The mattress dips, the bed creaks.

For a long moment, there’s only the sound of breathing. Then Harry laughs softly, stunned.

“We’re doing that again,” he says. Certain. “And when we get back—properly back—we’re going on a date.”

Draco turns his head, exhausted and wrecked.

"We are?"

Harry nods. Confident.

"I thought..."

"What?" Harry asks.

Draco shrugs, still breathless—trying to play it cool. Because he's not sure if he heard it right. "You want to go on a date?"

Harry smirks, his gaze half lidded.

"Why?" Draco asks.

"Why? Why... why do you think I agreed to spend seven weeks out in the middle of nowhere with only you for company, Draco?"

Draco blinks. "Merlin..."

Harry grins into the pillow. “Wrong again, it's Harry," he says, wrapping his arm around Draco's body.

Draco smiles, shifting into the nook of Harry.

This is it, the highest point... and it is only up from here.

[lux-est-amans]

Holy prompt 🙏

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Are you still drunk? – Drarry

Omg so much has happened in my life, im happy to be back to Tumblr AND w a new chapter of my fic. This is one of my fav chapters and I'm so excited to share this lil part.

You can read more of this in this link.

When Draco saw him awake he seemed to be startled, like he wasn’t expecting Harry to be conscious again. “You’re awake” He said, instantly combing his hair back with his hands.

“Sadly,” Harry muttered, lips quirking into a small grin.

That earned a soft snort. “You passed out last night. I didn’t want to wake you up and I, definitely, was not gonna try and take you to your room.”

“You gave me a blanket”

“I did”

“You took off my glasses”

“...I did”

“And you brewed a sober up for me, I was out of them”

Draco blinked, colour rising faintly in his cheeks. “Are you still drunk, Potter?” he said, hand coming up in mock offence.

Harry smiled, sinking deeper into the sofa. “A bit out of it, maybe.” He hesitated, then added quietly, “I’m sorry if I made things weird last night.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Draco said simply, taking a step closer. “There’s nothing to worry about”

[standingappa]

if drarry were in heated rivalry harry would 100% be shane

[lux-est-amans]

I REST MY CASE

[supmilger]

Whoever wins the season takes the loser. I don't make the rules-

[lux-est-amans]

Guys I'm officially losing it. I may need to someon to hit my head w a BRICK and give me a CONCUSSION.

Im going insane

[supmilger]

Harry and obsession

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I'LL NEVER BE FREE OF THE GAYS

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Guys i am in big trouble. This heated rivalry fixation is so bad I need to EAT grass bc touching it ain't enough.

WHY is it always the dark haired man and his stupid blonde boyfriend.

[lux-est-amans]

Stupid Potter – Drarry

CHAPTER TENNNN and the last chapter of this year LMAO. I cannot believe 2025 is over (Thank GOD) thid chapter has many moments that i loved a lot. Imma leave one of them here. You can read more of it in this link!!!

Chapter 10

“Am I hearing this correctly?” Harry teased, a deflection Draco saw right through. “Draco Malfoy, worried about my well-being? I seem to recall you complaining about Auror inefficiency not so long ago.”

“That was different,” Draco scoffed, retrieving his cup for a defensive sip. “This is about professional standards. I can’t have my primary Auror contact collapsing from exhaustion in the field.” He looked away, refusing to acknowledge the transparent lie.

Harry just looked at him with that infuriating, knowing smile. “I promise, it’s okay. I’m doing okay.”

And for a reason Draco couldn't fathom, the quiet sincerity of it kind of unknotted something in his chest, making his shoulders relax.

“Thank you,” Harry added as he stood, “for worrying.”

“I told you, I’m not—"

“Sure, sure, Draco. Goodnight.” Harry chuckled, casting a cleaning charm over the mugs before disappearing into the hall.

“Stupid Potter,” Draco muttered to the empty room, the words devoid of any real venom.

Stupid, stupid Potter.

[lux-est-amans]

Christmas angst – Drarry

I literally had too much free time while waiting for lunch and they were victims of it.

The news of Narcissa's passing arrived just three months before Christmas. Two weeks before she was supposed to be able to return to Britain since her exile has beenforgiven. One day after Draco had received her last letter.

“I don’t have a family anymore, Harry,” he confessed, the words a bare, shattered whisper. “And everyone is with theirs. And they look at me and they remember why I don’t have one, and they’re glad. And I’m just… here. In the nothing. And I don’t know how to do it. I don’t know what to do with any of it.”

Harry swallowed, his heart drunk with worry and love that didn’t know where to go to.

"Come to the Burrow with me" the words came naturally and secure.

"What?" Harry felt as Draco's eyes finally looked at him.

"You're family Draco. You've become family, please come to the Burrow with me. Let's spend Christmas together"

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[lux-est-amans]

White Lies – Drarry

SOOO Chapter 9 of my fic is finally posted. I love developing their relationship and I had so much fun writing it. Imma leave one of my favorite parts here.

You can read more of this fic here! Link to ao3

A bit of Chapter 9

H.J.P

He moved closer, his footsteps soft on the rug. He didn't speak, simply draping the blanket over Draco's form.

Draco flinched, his entire body going rigid. He scrambled to sit up, turning his face away as he roughly wiped a sleeve across his eyes. "Potter— I— what are you—"

"Couldn't sleep," Harry said, his voice low and calm. He sat on the edge of the sofa, not crowding him, but close enough to feel his warmth. He kept his gaze fixed on the empty fireplace, giving Draco a moment to compose himself. "Bad dream. Didn't fancy being alone. Do you mind if I just... sit here?"

It was a lie, and they both knew it. 

But it was a white lie. A lie that offered Draco an excuse. Harry didn't want his offer to be confused with pity, rather as a shared need for comfort that they could both pretend under. 

A long silence. 

“...yes, okay” Draco’s voice  was soft, Harry couldn't remember hearing it like that ever before. “Goodnight, Harry”

“Goodnight, Draco”

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Forced proximity – Drarry

I feel like I have so much time without uni (im going insane again 🥳) and I just HADDD to keep posting. Chapters 7 and 8 from my fic are out and I wanted to share here some of Chapter 8.

A bit of Chapter 8 <3

“Twelve hours,” Ron said flatly. “You’re stuck in there for twelve bloody hours. We can’t risk destabilising it, one wrong move and the whole ward could implode. You’ll just have to ride it out.”

Harry glanced yet again to Malfoy, who had slumped back against the wall, eyes closed in disbelief.

“Twelve hours,” Malfoy repeated faintly. “Lovely.”

Ron’s voice softened slightly. “We’ll stay in contact just like this. We’ll monitor from outside.”

“Copy that,” Harry said, and sighed

The room fell into stillness once more, the faint hum of the ward vibrating through the floor.

Harry exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. “Well,” he said finally, meeting Malfoy’s weary eyes. “Guess we’d better get comfortable.”

The taller man let out a weak, humourless laugh. “Oh, goody. Just what I always wanted, twelve hours in a cursed room with the Chosen One, it's a long time, enough to contemplate homicide.”

Harry almost smiled. “You git. You’re welcome for me saving your arse, by the way.”

Malfoy cracked one eye open, his expression a mix of exhaustion and reluctant amusement. “My saviour.”

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Roommates? – Drarry

Heyyyy, I'm back (FINALLY FREE FROM FINALS AAAAAAAA) to post a new chapter of my ongoing fanfic.

Hope u guys like it!!! I had so much fun writing this one

A bit of Chapter 6 (the link to ao3)

“Your house is no longer secure, Unspeakable Malfoy. We’re posting Aurors to clear what’s left, but you’re not returning there.”

Draco frowned. “Then where am I supposed to—”

“Potter’s,” Shacklebolt said simply.

The name hung there, too sharp, too absurd, all signs of sleepiness leaving his body. His actual soul leaving his body. Draco blinked. “I beg your finest pardon?”

Potter sounded equally scandalised. “Grimmauld Place!?”

“I think I made myself perfectly clear,” Shacklebolt said, unmoved. “Until the case concludes or we can guarantee his safety, Malfoy will stay under Auror Potter’s supervision. That means same residence, same schedule, same everything. You’ll cooperate this time, or I swear I’ll chain you together by your bloody wands.”

[viria]

how many more times do you think Harry can trap Draco into his bidding by implying he’s scared? (Drarry Grimmauld Roommates AU)

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WHY ARE THEY SO FUCKING CUTE SOMEBODY SEDATE MEEEEEEE

[machvik1]

“Let me take you home Harry.”

“Please.”

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Last sentence tag game!

Thanking @scarredsnake for the tag!!! You're so cute!

I'll be doing the last sentence (actually two but shhh) of the last chapter I have on the principal draft of my current fic!

Harry leaned forward, grinning wide again. "So... you'll tell me?"

Draco let his eyes drift upward in a fond, exaggerated sweep. "I'm too sober for that, Potter"

I don't have many friends who are in the Fandom but I'd love to see this from @dodgerkedavra as I love love their writing style. Hope it's okay!!

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Blink.

@drarrymicrofic | rating: T

The back of Harry's hand hits the soft linen sheets below, cold fingers pinning his wrist to the matress. Blink, and you'd miss the flash of hunger in Draco's eyes when he watches Harry's throat bob as he gulps dryly, the breath that catches in his chest. Blink, and you'll miss the way the grey deepens heatedly, the smirk tugging at his lips. Blink and you'll miss the way Draco's eyes search his face, subtly, a slight tremor in the air between them, a signal Harry wouldn't catch if he didn't know him so well. So Harry, unblinking, unblinkingly, tugs him down into a kiss.

And the sweet affection in it?

Blink,

and you'll miss it.

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#AAAHHHGGGGG #THEYRE SO SOFT I LOVE THEMMMMMM #why is draco so hot