When The Phone Rings
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- Common Language by Madison Cunningham
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When The Phone Rings
Similar hearts speak dissonant phrases / Beauty and pain are a common language / You and I, we're a common language
- Common Language by Madison Cunningham
That one Drarry scene in PoA…
The show must go on - Drarry microfic by @yourlocalbadgerscales
”Shut up, Malfoy.” Make me. Draco is immediately embarrassed by his own thoughts. Potter’s words ring in his ears and his heartbeat speeds up at the roughness of his voice.
Draco hates the way his own voice goes up an octave or so higher as he laughs mockingly, not sure to what exactly, and he’s looking around to see who’s with him. Of course Vince and Greg are, they’re too stupid to make their own decisions. Draco turns back to Potter, who’s staring at him intensely.
Draco gives Vince or Greg, he doesn’t know who, they’re both equally ugly, his school bag. He does not take his eyes off of Potter while he does.
It’s so quiet. All Draco hears is the way his heart is rushing blood through his body way too loudly. Will Potter hear? Is Draco’s face red? Better not be. Potter’s eyes are still locked on him.
Draco moves slowly, walks towards him and tries to act cool, but he can’t help but eye the other boy up and down and up again, a bit intimidated by the way Potter always manages to uphold his Potterish grace while he’s on his guard like now. He’s got that look of fiery, yet stone-cold fury in his eyes that he’s famous for, even though a bit less than that scar on his forehead. Draco can’t help but notice that his hair is longer, more messy than it was last year. Of course it isn’t news to him or to any of the lame girls who adore Harry that Potter came back to school looking more mature this year. He’s no longer the specky git he was when he was new to school, or when he was twelve. Okay, he is and will always be a git and he’s still fairly short and very thin, but he’s grown. His eyes seem to be more intense, his jet-black hair always looking like he’s just woken up. Or possibly like he’s just had a very passionate shag.
Do not think about that, Draco, do not think about shagging do not think about shagging-
Fuck, he’s staring. Draco flinches, and goes absolutely still. Potter is still looking at him, but now his lips, those full and slightly tinted lips, are curved in a little smile. A dimple appears in his cheek, oh so slightly, and fucking hell. Draco finds himself unable to breathe. He could inch closer, take one or two more steps, inhale Potter’s scent, tilt his head up by the chin and study those emerald eyes more carefully… he could do that…
But there’s people around, and it doesn’t matter that Draco could stand here forever and watch Potter smile at him, a smile that’s probably there to mock and embarrass… Draco can’t let his mask slip. Someone’s coughing awkwardly, leaves are crunching under another student’s shoe. Draco’s throat is dry, and it takes a few more seconds in awkward silence for him to gather his thoughts and get his voice back enough to exclaim “Dementor, dementor!” and watch as the words take effect. Potter, and countless others, spin around. Draco takes the chance to wipe away a drop of sweat above his eyebrow and let his gaze wander down, but his eyes snap back up as soon as Potter turns back.
He can’t let himself be this weak. He can’t, no matter how hot this new Harry Potter may be. No matter that the sun shining through the green leaves above them is igniting Harry’s glasses, his eyes, his hair, his jaw, his pale but healthy looking skin. He reminds himself that he’s Draco Malfoy, Malfoy, a Malfoy. Potter’s sworn enemy, a title and place in Harry’s life that he shares with the Dark Lord himself, which is satisfying but cruel and horrible too. He can’t let himself be weak. Harry Potter is forbidden territory. The show must go on.
Hiiiee <3 I wish I could post longer fics on some platform for y’all, but as it is now it’s not an option to do so. This has been on my mind for a while now, so here ya go! ^^ I’m thinking of doing the same kind of thing with another scene in PoA that in my opinion screams drarry… but let’s see. If I get 50 reblogs and 250 likes on this post, maybe I’ll consider 😉 Feel free to tag people who might be interested in my writing or just drarry in general, and reblog too! Maybe you’ll see more of my lame ass works in the future :D
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If Geralt doesnt start treating Jaskier better in season 2 👏 ill 👏 beat 👏 his 👏 ass 👏
Same anon, same.
On a more serious note though! I honestly think (or at least I choose to believe) that Lauren and the writers would not have set up that truly heartwrenching break-up scene in ep6 if they weren’t planning for a big emotional pay-off in season 2. I honestly don’t think there’s any other way they could play it at this point.
Like, it’s well established that Jaskier cares for Geralt. I think what we’re gonna see more of is what ep5 already hinted at that Geralt cares for Jaskier equally.
I think there’s a lot of guessing we can do in terms of how they’re gonna do that - and make Geralt apologize, because make no mistake, Jaskier deserves an apology and we deserve to see it. But, not to jinx it or anything, I really do think we’ll see a very positive, upward trajectory of Geralt and Jaskier’s relationship in season 2 :)
I just want to reiterate that Jodie can fuckiNG ACT!!!
I both love and hate that when someone is talking about Infinity War and mentions THAT SCENE everyone just instantly Knows™
I’m too embarrassed to specify “the scene” in X-Men: Apocalypse, especially since I always get pulled in by scenes like that despite the fact I have more than several bad memories revolving around stuff like that
but
I really want to look it up on YouTube specifically *sweats profusely* to read the comments because the entire scene can easily lose a lot of context (even with the context it’s still fucking creepy) and people who’ve never seen the film may be suddenly like ‘wtf is this’ and without the context you get a whole different and super fucking disturbing angle on the scene
the first paragraph of this post pretty much summarises up my feelings about it because as uncomfortable it makes me in several different ways I still wanna talk about it
if some people need to understand what scene I’m talking about a big favour that would be greatly appreciated is someone who knows what I might be talking about to explain it
I can’t even go through my x-men, x-men: apocalypse, charles xavier, professor x, professor charles xavier tags in my blog without feeling like I’m actually dying I’ve tried to get over my history with slasher films I thought I’d finished with things like these because once my mind has got a hold of them it never really completely lets them go