Harry: What, No!! Draco And I Are Just Best Friends

Harry: what, no!! Draco and I are just best friends

Ron: and there's nothing going on

Harry: absolutely not

Draco:* offended * bitch please, you were making out with me in the broom closet 5 minutes ago

Ron : I knew it was you

Harry: DRACO-

Thanks for the tag @drarrylover-1308

2 journals ( one of them is empty), a bottle of water, hand sanitizer, some iron pills, a small box of my jewellery and Somewhere standing with the support of my wall is my ukulele ( not technically on the night stand but supported)

Much love, no pressure, open for anyone

Tags- @drarrywords @nousheen @hopeless-romanticsclub @thebusyfangirl

i think what’s on a person’s nightstand is very telling so reblog this and put in the tags the things you have on your nightstand

Hey bestie,

Hope this ask finds you in abundant happiness and health. Coming to the point, I want you to break my and several other hearts so, I'm gonna request from the angst prompts. Prompt no6

Please don't let me loose you. You never had be in the first place😭😭😭

I'm a heartless bitch. Come on throw bricks at me. 😭

Not mine

ANGST PROMPT NO. 6- “ please don’t let me lose you “ “ you never had me “ | TW- HEAVY ANGST | HURT/NO COMFORT |

@thebusyfangirl, you are to blame for the hearts I'm breaking including yours too.

He stares into the fire as if he was watching his heart burning in that blazing fire waiting for it to be completely burnt out or maybe he was watching his cold heart unfreeze then catching fire once and for all as if there never existed a time when his heart wasn’t cold. He sees his lips, he sees his mouth, he sees his eyes, he sees his heart, he sees him but he doesn’t remember the time when he changed so much. He saw him when he’d come back from work, and he’d see him when he’d cover their naked bodies with sheets and never talk about it, he sees him, he watches him too much that his heart starts to ache to think about the old times when there always existed a bubble of laughter, a neat smile, a clean hair cut, a boy who hadn’t forgotten what it was to live, to love, to be loved. Now he was not more than doll left abandoned on the roadside getting dirtier and dirtier, started to getting disliked by everyone but Harry had hope, he had hope that one day he’d see his Draco again, the one he fell in love with but as every day passes, with every call that Draco makes to call Harry to his place for nothing but sex, he feels like he is in a losing battle. He remembers about the time before he had left, the way he’d make Harry breakfast in bed, the way he’d remember how he liked his coffee, the way he used to run around the entire house chased by Harry because he ate his chocolate, he remembers his smile every morning when he’d look in the mirror while brushing and kiss Harry purposely to leave toothpaste over his face, he remembers his giddy smiles, he remembers those manicured colourful nails, he remembers his smile when he’d wait for Harry to open his present, he remembers his reactions when they’d wake up on the Christmas morning and when they would give each other the gifts and Draco would topple Harry grinning, he remembers his face when Harry would give his sweatshirts for him to wear, he remembers when Draco used to smile when he used to grin when he used to be someone who loved Harry, when he used to care.

It had been 5 months since Draco had returned back after having run away to somewhere unknown claiming he needed some time to figure out after a huge fight with his father, Harry had said he’d wait for him but he didn’t want to wait for the guy who returned. When he first came after his getaway and he had come back to Harry’s place, Harry had hugged him, then snapped at him but he remembers vividly the distance he had maintained, how he didn’t seem to care about anything, not even the yelling. He had waited for Draco to give up his facade the first week, crying to him, shouting at him to care just a little bit but 1 month after when he was tired of fighting, he understood that perhaps really didn’t care enough and when he said suddenly one day that he’d moving out so casually Harry had yelled again asking about what about their relationship, Draco had simply shrugged. He only watched as Draco started wasting away in drugs and weeds and intoxication and hooking with different people, he watched him corrupt himself until he knew he couldn’t bear to see him like that and had ended up with Draco in bed, he remembers feeling uplifted thinking that maybe something would change now but the moment Draco had stood up to go smoke in the balcony, leaving Harry alone in the bed, he knew Draco was gone. The man he saw, who smoked, who hooked up with people, who remained unemployed, who disgusted his friends now, he wasn’t the same man Harry had promised himself to wait for.

It was now as he was sitting before the fireplace, the robe hugged tightly to his chest as he thought about the heart of Draco he had once owned. He sat there thinking of everything, tears brimming his eyes for all the lost moments, for himself, for Draco, for everything they had built together now nothing more than just a memory. Their love was stronger than the rocks, Draco had once said but now it was his heart that was as hard as the rock. He thinks about the night he had with Draco before this, fucking in bed with groans of nameless moans, and hymns of saying incoherent words and the way Draco had shifted immediately as soon as he was done, Harry had remained very still gazing at the ceiling above him, he didn’t feel it he realised, he didn’t feel the regret, but he felt the pain, the way his heart started aching for touch that was unrequited, he wanted to turn to Draco like he had done million other times in his life but his heart broke when he saw in the mirror by his left that Draco had turned his back to Harry. He didn’t fall for this man.

He thinks of the time when Draco had told him he loved him and promised that he would Always love harry. He wondered if it held any meaning to him anymore. He likes to think that Draco is still there, the one he fell in love with, he knows somewhere that he's watching him from a distance and maybe wants to break free again but doesn't know how to but that was before tonight. It had been so long since Harry had been searching underneath those eyes for his Draco, the one he wonders if still exist but either Draco had perfected the art of facade or maybe In his time away he had actually changed so much that he refused to be who he was.

Harry stares into the fire, his feet turning cold, but he just stares and stares until he realises he feels something wet over his neck, he brings his hand to his neck and realises he's crying. Pity the tears pouring for something as such, harry thinks but now he can't seem to stop them, he cries a lot of his nights away, he spends most of his time this way before he knows Draco wakes up and he leaves as if he never came there but what more could he do than cry. His friends told him to leave Draco alone and to let him return to his senses whenever he feels like it but it hurts Harry to even think of a possibility where he's healing and Harry's not there , his heart hurts to think of the time when Draco is breaking down and Harry's not there to pick him up, his heart hurts to even think of Draco struggling alone but he was warned that he was hurting himself but he'd look at Draco being distant, smoking in the balcony and he'd think of how the hurt would be worth it if he ever got his Draco back, if.

He doesn't hear the footsteps coming but when Draco comes and sits next to Harry, he's startled.

" I thought you'd had left, like every night " Draco said in a husky voice. It was the smoke, harry just knew.

" I was about to" his voice came out broken and Draco immediately turned to look at Harry properly.

" you were crying " it wasn't a question but a statement, like he knew, like he had known all this time, like there was never a time that he didn't know.

Harry didn't reply.

" why do you do this to yourself if you're hurt ? Why don't you just leave " Draco says.

Harry almost shrugged, opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out.

" stop doing this to yourself " Draco said.

Harry turned to him, he gave him a small smile " I'm waiting for you "

Draco smiled. But Harry frowned knowing Draco didn't smile anymore, he doesn't. And then as a cold air brushed inside the apartment through the open window, Draco disappeared like ashes. A hallucination, Harry figured.

He doesn't remember falling asleep on that couch but he remembers when he woke up in the same couch with a note set on the table.

" get yourself out of the apartment before I get there "

Harry threw the note in the empty fire place, changed into his clothes and left.

He came back again that night, they Hooked up again, Draco turned away again and the night repeated itself.

The night repeated itself for so long that the day the hallucination turned real he couldn't find it believable.

" why are you doing this ? Why?" Harry weeps

Draco shrugged looking far ahead out of the window " I just- don't care anymore, about anything "

" but you do care.. about everything" his voice broke

" No harry, I don't. Don't you see it. I don't even care about you anymore, I keep doing this to you over and over again, every night and you keep coming back and I don't even care " Draco replied so casually.

Harry frowned in disgust, in annoyance, in ignorance, he didn't fall for this man " why did you stop caring ?"

" I don't know" there was a pause in his voice as his eyes just shred down just a little, so his cloud before his eyes has scurried away for a second.

" you used to care " Harry cried.

" I can't help it anymore " Draco replied.

Harry stared and stared at Draco for as long as he can remember until he had heard Draco speaking up again.

" You should go. I don't want to do this with you anymore-"

And instead of snapping at draco, he found himself begging" please, don't let me lose you "

Draco turned to Harry, his jaw clenched " you never had me, Harry "

Maybe he was right, he didn't have him, he didn't have this Draco who'd say something like this to harry, he didn't have this Draco who didn't care anymore, he didn't had this Draco who didn't love Harry. He never had this Draco but he likes to think that he had him, if only for a little while but he knew he didn't. Harry knew in those moments that he had already left, the Draco he loved was lost, somewhere wher Draco had gone to and left him there, perhaps in a safe place, In a pandora box away from the world because it was too precious. He was gone.

And he had walked letting Harry fetch himself out.

This was not his Draco. This wasn't his Draco.

Angst prompt list has been opened- requests accepted.

300 followers appreciation dialogue Prompt requests open

Scorpius to Teddy *staring blankly into the distance as if petrified* : and then I called him dad

Harry to Ron *crying his eyeballs out* : aNd ThEn HE CALLED ME DAD

Hey anons,

I'm not sure what to say to y'all right now, really.

Oh, lmao, big laugh.

Writing, for me, was supposed to be fun and now I have to deal w this too.

I've received several one of these asks istfg🙄✋🏻 Like?? Sure, I don't plan most of what I write. Sure I could phrase my sentences in a better way but I am learning more and more along the way and I'm sorry, I won't take criticism for that.

As for that "suggestion" about only writing oneshots instead of big fanfics? Well, I will continue to write iwcbty no matter what.

I will not be responding to any more of these asks. I'm done. I'm tired of this. You don't know how much your words affect me, no matter how much I try not to let them.

I will delete such asks as soon as I receive them.

I can't anymore.

I hope y'all have a good day.

I've filled out all the requests from this list ( except 16 which is still in progress ) and updated the once those are done.

So the requests are open, again.

300 follower’s appreciation

On the occasion of 300 followers, I will be accepting request from any of these prompts in any order, any time. I owe every single one of you who followed me and I love you all wholeheartedly.

1. “Did I enter an alternate universe or did you actually just smile at me?”

2. “Try not to die.”

3. “Don’t sound so disappointed, I might think you don’t like me”

4. “On a scale from one to ten, how bad do you want to kill me right now?” “I’m hovering somewhere in the high thirties.”

5. “Why are you doing that?” “Doing what?” “Treating me like a person

6. “Sometimes memories are the worst form of torture.”

7. “You’re not my friend anymore, remember?

8. “If you bite your lip one more time, I’m going to do it for you.”

9.“Why are you still here?” “Because I care about you asshole!”

10. “Nobody’s seen you in days!”

11. “Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.”

12. “If you don’t hug me right now I think I might fall apart.”

13. “Are you flirting with me?” “You finally noticed?”

14. “If I die, I’m haunting you first.”

15. “You couldn’t handle me even if I came with instructions.“

16. “I love you ! Is that what you wanted to hear ?” ( request received )

17. “wHY DO YOU KEEP LYING TO ME ?”

18. “We both know that I should walk away, but I can’t.”

19. “I lo—-” “No, please… Don’t say that. You love her/him, not me.”

20. “Could you just take this pain away ? It hurts, so much… Help me.”

21.“Don’t ask her out again, please… You’re killing me, every single time you ask that.”

22. “Look, he/she wants you, just make him/her happy.”

23. “If you go, I’ll know that you never loved me.”

24..“We never were just friends, and you know it.” “I know it, but you deserve someone better than me.”

25 "HE WAS CRYING BECAUSE OF YOU!!!”

26. “You love me like I’m the person who actually deserves your love.” “But you are the only one who deserves it.”

27. “What happened to us?”

28. “Nothing has changed!” “Yes it has, and you know it.”

29.“Love isn’t supposed to hurt this badly.”

30. “You said you needed space. You were 5,000 miles away for a year, and you’re still unsure. I’m starting to think that an entire universe apart wouldn’t be enough space for you.”

31. “I want you to list every lie you ever told me. Then I’ll forgive you.”