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Checking in with Undyne, seeing how she’s doing. Featuring Gaster signing with his real hands for once! Mostly.

Interestingly two lines in this only have their full power if you’ve been following the little extra side comics and such, haha. Gave Asgore heterochromia for this one like @fishmum does since I thought it was a cute idea. :B
Mushbat and Anacondna provided by jazaaboo, who I can always rely on for a monster in a pinch.

Yet another decision that ended up haunting Gaster forever.

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Return

(Read Here on Ao3)

Summary:

RETURN
Verb

1. To give back
2. To go back
3. To requite

Drarry Discord Drabble Challenge 2018–Month: May
Prompt: “There’s something I need to tell you.”
Requirements: 343 words exactly.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None

A/N

Thank you to Writcraft for the fun first prompt and hosting this month’s challenge! And thanks to my beta ramenifyouplease.


I want my wand back.

The words die on Draco’s tongue like a phoenix on burning day as he meets Harry Potter’s Killing Curse green eyes. As the silence lingers, he loses hope of their resurrection.

Honestly, what had he been thinking? He’d been working up the nerve to confront Potter since the start of term; how could Draco have expected anything to be different a day before Winter Hols start?

Because he’s spending it with those Weasleys, and if you fuck up, you won’t have to face him for awhile, Draco’s mind supplies.

Draco grits his teeth.

Potter’s jaw ticks as his eyes narrow at the motion. “Out with it, Malfoy. What’s so important, you nab me before breakfast?”

“Don’t fret, Potter. I’m sure some treacle will be left.” Rolling his eyes works for both stalling and searching his brain for an excuse.

“If there’s nothing—”

“Thankyou.”

Potter blinks, and Verdimilious shock replaces the Unforgivable anger—scanning Draco’s face for his secrets.

Compelled by the spell of Potter’s gaze, words tumble from Draco’s mouth unbidden. “Thank you. For coming back.”

“To… Hogwarts?”

Swallowing thickly, Draco’s voice still comes out embarrassingly hoarse. “For me—us. In the Room.”

“Oh. Uh.” Potter’s hand rubs the back of his neck. “You’re… welcome?”

Draco’s tongue flicks out, wetting his lips. “Dangerous to—” He aborts the thought halfway through, and, instead, jerkily nods before attempting to flee the alcove.

Fingers catch on Draco’s sleeve.

“Wait! Er…” Potter’s feet shuffle, his bewitching eyes avoiding Draco’s stare. “Thanks. For no-not identifying us. At the Manor. That was kinda… dangerous, too.”

Draco fights his rising flush at the unthinking smile gracing Potter’s lips.

“Then afterward, I…” His smile fades as his hand brushes over his robe pocket. “Made it more dangerous. For you.”

Draco’s breath catches. Now. Ask him for it now. “S’fine, Potter.”

If he noticed Draco’s hungry gaze, he’s mercifully silent as Draco slips away.

However, next day’s breakfast brings a school owl dropping an elongated box into Draco’s pudding with a scrawled note attached. Happy Christmas ~ HP

There’s Something I Need To Tell You [Drarry / 343 words / G]

potteresque-ire:

Written for Discord Drarry Drabble Challenge, May 2018.
Prompt: “There’s Something I Need To Tell You”
Word count limit: 343 words.

The challenge was blast! I started writing fics as a drabble writer, so fussing over word count while trying to get a message across … felt like an old (+ a bit high maintenance) friend. Many thanks to @writcraft for organizing the challenge on the Discord server for Drarry Writers and Artists, and to the many wonderful people there who participated, both in the writing and squeeing!


There’s something I need to tell you,
Something about my skin.
It’s Marked, people say, and it’s true,
But I show it, for it reminds me of
My faults in the past,
Mistakes I’m unmaking in the present.
It’s a battle scar
For a soldier like me.

There’s something I need to tell you,
Something about my eyes.
They’re cold, people say, and it’s true,
But I use them, for they reveal who
My true friends are, and who
Trample on my name like dirt under their feet.
They’re Foe-glasses
For an outcast like me.

Read the rest on AO3

enigmaticagentalice:

I mean I SAY I love the ‘Enemies to Lovers’ trope but what I really MEAN is that I love the

‘Enemies to Resentful Allies In A Time Of Crisis to Grudging Mutual Respect to Growing Fondness Concealed By Snark to Hurtful Betrayal to Slow Reconciliation With A Greater Understanding Of Each Other to Strange But Solid Friendship to Unexpected Feelings In A Time Of Crisis to Denying Their Feelings While Growing Closer As Friends to Epiphanies Of Love In The Worst Possible Circumstances to Mutual Pining to Unbearable Sexual Tension to Lovers’

trope