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everything you could ever want by @eleadore (14k, E)

Tags: 8th year, undernegotiated kink, painplay, reluctant dom draco, eager sub harry, and ✨ wizarding rugby ✨

It's been years since someone pinched him. No, not someone— there's only ever been one person determined enough to torment Harry with so much variety. He can still remember how it felt: the shock of it, the persistent throb. Malfoy's snicker in his ear turning into an ow when Harry stomped on his foot in retaliation, the sullen nothing, Professor, and Harry squirming away from him in the crowd to escape the next pinch.  They were kids. Malfoy always went for the bits that would hurt the most, even then: where Harry's robe had fallen aside and left his side vulnerable, the thin skin of his wrist. Once, when they were herded along the corridors like so many sheep, tripping over each other—the back of his neck. He was quick and mean. He'd twist.  Harry doesn't realise he's staring until Malfoy looks back at him and raises his eyebrows. What? Harry looks away before he can stop himself, an admission of guilt as much as anything.

Wow, it was difficult to pick out an excerpt for this one. So many bits that I love! I ended up rereading pretty much the entire story. And what a story it is! Everything about it, from Harry's moodiness to Draco's reticence, to them finally coming together through sports, rings so true. True to canon, yes, but also true to my own sense of how passions work their way out of us and into us before they can be named; of how two soul-wrung, lonely teenagers might find comfort in each other, not through talk, but through touch. And boy, does Harry hunger for it! This story is one of the best portrayals of masochistic craving I've ever read. It spoke to me in so many ways? I will never forget it, and never stop raving about it.

Day 26: a fic under 5k

I am breaking a whole of two rules for this prompt (not only I couldn't choose between the two so I'm reccing both, I've also haven't posted previous days!! scandal xd) to post these lil treasures! Enjoy <3

📚  I, Ferret by @curiouslyfic

🎧 by sisi_rambles, 13 minutes

Draco/Harry, 2.1 k, T

Summary:

Draco's embraced his inner Ferret. Now it's Harry's turn. Starring Veela!Draco, mpreg, an old wives' tale, and a Weddiwizard.

aka a story told through Harry and Draco’s wedding vows 😭💙

How it is possible to tell such a rich in details, full of emotions, yet funny and still dear story in just 2k words is beyond me. Just have a look:

I, Ferret [...] Do take you, Scarhead [...] To be my lawful wedded arse [...] To hex and to heal …and Harry's on the train to Hogwarts, sixth year, as Malfoy stomps his nose… …and Harry's on the Quidditch pitch, third year, hurling a Patronus… …and Harry's in Malfoy's office a year ago, yelling, "No, no, you can't be, we're both blokes" and Malfoy's yelling back "Part-Veela, you gormless git, so apparently I can." Harry raises his wand and Draco raises his. Bat Bogey meets Protego, then Draco spreads a hand over his belly and says "Say what you'd like to me, Potter, I don't care, but you leave her out of this." Whatever Draco does to his balls on his way out itches for absolute ages… …and nothing ever feels as good as Malfoy's mouth… …and Harry's in St. Mungo's ten months later, fighting off Obliviate. Remembers nothing of the past year but they've told him he can't hex Malfoy. Which he thinks is a bit of a shame, because Malfoy's right there by his bedside, sure he's sleeping. Malfoy whispers "Merlin, Potter, you can't ever do this again, I can't take it, no one hexes you but me." Strangely, Harry sleeps then, sure Malfoy can do what the mediwitches can't. Four days later, when his memory returns, he knows why… …and when Harry first holds his daughter, he's got blue hair and a tail and he can't stop smiling anyway…

Now go read the rest and have yourself a little moving read <3

📚 all in good time by @eleadore

Draco/Harry, 4.3k, T

Summary:

Out of all the cautionary tales they threw at you in Auror training, the most frequently touted were on the perils of inter-dimensional time-travel. There was a whole fourteen-step plan to follow. Take the necessary steps to ensure the safety of your past and future selves. Step One: Remain calm. Check. Step Two: Do not seek out any information that does not pertain to your return. Harry had never been the best at following directions.

As I have about a hundred tabs open with AO3 pages, I have somehow confused this story with another one? And reading it I was sure it was just a prologue of a long fic? Only to find it was a one shot? Ouch, that hurt. Nonetheless, it was a very pleasurable read, just a lil timey-wimey adventure for our Harry here.

Featuring teenage Harry’s  short but eventful trip to another timeline with Dad!Draco, Scorpius whisper-screaming through the door (his please and thank you? so cute <3), Harry thirsting for older Draco and inter-dimentional "in every universe" romance *melts*

OF COURSE there are quotes and spoilers under the cut, as I was taking literal notes when reading this fic like an exemplary @eleadore's drarry nerd that I am <3

Thank you for this lovely prompt @hprecfest and until the next one!

sorry to tag you on this, obv you have nothing to do with op, but i just wanted to say - as a writer recs are a HUGE deal. to know that you liked something enough to share it with others is the biggest compliment for me personally. thanks for doing what you do.

I’m happy you reached out because this is a really interesting perspective. I definitely see increased messaging around comments = payment that pressures readers into thinking they are required to leave comments, and I agree that there are many layers to this convo that point out to a not-so-healthy relationship with fandom.

I find it hard to join this discussion not being an author myself, because I only have the privileged perspective. I understand how important feedback can be to boost newcomers and those who don’t feel part of the community. We all deal with insecurity in different ways and it’s hard to navigate a big fandom when you don’t have a group of friends to rely on. In the end the fandom experience is about a sense of belonging and it saddens me to realize that I might be part of the problem since my recs can only reach Tumblr and my ao3 comments are far and few in between.

It’s funny because my blog has always targeted other readers: at the beginning I didn’t even tag authors and did not expect them to find or engage with my posts. Over the years the recs became more and more personal, until I realized I was writing them for myself. Sure, they are love letters to the fic and might help more people find them, but at the end of the day this is my little therapy corner where I can let go and babble around to my heart’s content 🙏🏼 I’ve always been proud of this blog and seeing that post gave me mixed feelings about it for the first time, so thank you for your message!

Oh! I just realised your ask was about the bottom (heh), not the top, so here we go (and ofc this is with the caveat that these are my personal dislikes, and I'm very happy if anyone enjoys them!):

kidfic

weddings

mpreg

pure fluff

epilogue compliant

Hello! Oh, I'm not great at these kind of questions 🙈 But when I think 'favourite' fics of mine, I think about how I feel when I wrote them? And the best feelings they brought me, during the process. So here they are:

Under Giant Mountains - I wrote this off the back of a mind-altering hiking trip in Norway, and it felt very cathartic to write a Harry who was learning to recognise himself outside of the war

The Hollow - this was one of those fics that came out of a random idea that I just needed to write; it felt urgent. I've not had quite that same rush since tbh

Nightcall - a bit of an outlier, part of my Kinkuary 2023, this came out of this single image I had for years of a biker riding at midnight, in the middle of the Highlands. And the dynamic between Drarry in this one felt very delicious to explore

Long Haul - I part-wrote this on a trip to the US when I was going through a really rough time with my writing and not being able to get the words out, so it felt like a breakthrough. Still very much in love with this version of Drarry and hoping to revisit them with a little follow-up soon

In My Room - this fic began as a flashback scene in a bigger Dronarry fic I started writing for @dronarryfest this year, and then ballooned into this deeply personal coming of age story I had to pluck out and give its own life to. Neither quite made it off the ground in time for the fest sadly! Dron is a ship I am dying to write more of. I put my whole heart and soul into this fic so it feels very special to me

Hi, anon! Here are some fics with drunken confessions! Hope they're what you're looking for! Enjoy!

Baby, I'm Right Here by @fallinglikethis

Seven years. They’ve been best friends for seven years now and Harry’s only recently realized that his feelings for Louis have never actually been all that platonic. He’s never going to say anything because he’s pretty sure that if they ever had a chance for something more, that ship has probably sailed. And it probably doesn’t help that they live an ocean apart either. That ship is long gone, far over the horizon.

or

Harry and Louis are best friends who live on different continents and may or may not be in love with each other.

Looking Through You by @allwaswell16

Just as Louis and Liam were starting out in the music industry, writing and producing for up and coming artists, a fateful meeting with new pop singer Harry Styles changes everything. Four years later, just as Harry is set to embark on his next world tour, a drunken confession causes a rift between once inseparable friends. As Harry tries to make sense of his feelings for Louis, he begins writing his next album to express them as it may be the only way to break through the walls that Louis has built between them.

You of course, Always you. by bunnyhusbands / @louisgayvodka

“Shit I’m doing this all wrong,” Louis muttered, mostly to himself.

“I was at our spot, in the field, you know the one-?” Does Harry know the one? Of course he does. It's been their spot since they were 10.

“Yes,” Harry interjects, but Louis wasn't paying him any mind.

“-and I was drinking that champagne you like, you know the pink one? And suddenly I was craving a cigarette! So I went to pull one out and I dropped it in the fucking grass-'' Harry quickly interrupted him before he could go any further.

“Lou, You're rambling” Harry says, softly placing his hand on Louis’. Louis freezes, glancing down at their hands before looking back up at Harry.

“Right. I..um I was thinking about you- us really and I decided fuck it, I- I had to tell you. No matter the consequences, I just- I just needed to tell you " Louis rambles out.

“Tell me what?”

“That I'm in love with you”

if it's me you're looking for by eleadore

everything i need i get from you by saysthemagpie | E | 1406 “You like it, don’t you,” Harry murmurs, thumbing over the head and making him gasp. He’s rutting gently against Niall’s leg now, breath coming loud and harsh in Niall’s ear. “Makes you feel so good.” “Yeah,” Niall breathes, hips bucking into the touch, “yeah, 's good, feels good, Haz,” and he feels dazed and a little lost but weirdly grateful to Harry for telling him what he’s feeling, for describing to Niall what’s happening to his body when his own brain can’t seem to connect the dots.

Burning Like a Bridge for Your Body by alison | M | 2912 Louis is newly obsessed with Nick's lovely bum.

down by sky_reid | E | 4155 sometimes all harry really wants is to play with louis' arse.

Sweat dripping down our dirty laundry by becka | E | 5511 How does neat and tidy Niall end up writing a sexy song about dirty laundry? Obviously he has sex with the messiest person he knows. It isn't quite as simple as he wants it to be.

candy in your mouth (i know you love me) by embodied | E | 6937 “You’re wrong,” Harry says, jaw clenched tight. “Because if all I wanted was a fuck, I’ve got at least three willing parties a phone call and a five minute drive away. What I want is you. I want us, I want it to be normal again -” “What the fuck is normal?” Louis yells, much too loudly, and has to pause to consciously lower his voice before he speaks again. “Because a year ago, normal was eating too much takeaway and watching B-movies on Netflix in your room, and then normal was me choking on your cock at half past two in the morning, and I don’t know about you, but as of the past few weeks, normal is not seeing or talking to you at all, because I’ve all but admitted that I’m fucking crazy for you and you don’t know what to say to that.” Louis’ chest heaves, his breath coming out short. He hears his own throat stick when he swallows, and his voice is decidedly weaker when he asks, “So which one is it, Harry?” AU. Things have shifted since last Christmas.

Makes Perfect by checkthemargins | E | 8610 "What if you practiced on like, a mannequin?" Louis presses. "Or one of those blow up sex dolls? Or even just like, I don't know, a pillow or something. Whatever it'd fit around." Harry tilts his head thoughtfully, curls catching the light so entrancingly that Louis finds himself reaching up to push his fingers through them. "It's different, though, innit? When it's a real person. A pillow won't snog me." "Why should it?" says Louis. "You can't even take its bra off."

When Shoulders Fall by meth_breath | E | 14334 They say the things we fear the most have already happened to us. Zayn politely disagrees. (Or the one where Louis and Zayn agree to give Perrie a threesome for her birthday, and accidentally sex each other too.)

A Waltz For A Night by sunsetmog | E | 26570 "Stop being so nice to me. I'm normally horrible to you. I've been horrible to you the last however many times we've seen each other." "I just thought that was you flirting," Nick says. "Wasn't it?" "No. I mean, yes, of course it was, but like, also, no. Oh, fuck. I fancied you rotten. I was trying to hide it." Or: Louis finds someone who likes every bit of him, and who likes the same things he does. He just hadn't expected that person to be Nick Grimshaw.

pairing: louis/harry

wordcount: 27,280

summary: “Fertile,” Louis says, and then laughs because it sounds stupid to say out loud. He hasn’t ever really thought of himself in those terms. Baby-making terms. It’s just one of those things his body can do, like exercise, or go without tea. Doesn’t mean he will.

or,