Everyone Wants Him, That Was My Crime.

if you’re a new tumblr user from tiktok or IG or something and only like posts and dont reblog them yeah people will think you’re a bot and block you but you will also make this website actively worse. they want “algorithmic” users like you, served recommended posts through likes, not people who just follow each other and respond to the direct chronological feed. there is a reason this website is still better than the rest, even with all its problems, do not ruin this

i would sell my soul for something like this.

but then again, he would gladly take mine and give me his.

Malfoy. (DM)

drabble

“Looking good, Malfoy.”

He looked up at you, eyebrow raised. Draco did, in fact, look incredible. Not just the all black suit, not just the expensive jewellery, but the messy hair and the way he casually rested his head on his hand.

He stood up and rounded you, coming to stand behind your back and sliding two arms around your waist. His lips touched your neck and hovered just above skin, his breath hot as he whispered, “I’ve been your husband for four years, and you’re still calling me ‘Malfoy’?”

You tilted your head slightly, biting your lip to suppress a grin as you hummed in amusement. He obliged, and slowly kissed down your neck. He seemed to follow the beat of your pulse, trailing his way down. One. Two. Three. Then your pulse sped up as his touch grew intense.

You felt his hand start to lift from your waist, but before he could go any further you reached up and touched his neck, pulling him gently to look up. Before you stood a full length mirror, where Draco’s reflection frowned at the interruption and yours grinned back at the two of you.

“I was talking to myself.”

it’s been ten years and i can confirm that everything still happens so much. happy anniversary king

he was in possession of something very dangerous, charm. and i fell victim to it.

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credits- @paracsms

i read this in their fic, "secrets i have held in my heart", and its absolutely beautiful goddamn.

Neil! You said you were walking YOUR DOG. I still feel cheated you didn’t brought YOUR DOG to tumblr yet! We want to meet YOUR DOG. DOG DOG DOG

(I bet it’s a really good dog)

He is the best dog. But he is a bit big.

He is the one on the left.

quick someone colonize britain while they're weak

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.

Robert Frost

I put this on my homescreen, hopefully yeh kaam kare ab.

the sheer calmness of water pounding against the rocks & the chaos in a pub are different notes in the same melody.

Gorgeous gorgeous girls read books that completely wreck their entire beings and sob until they forget their own life problems. It's me I'm gorgeous gorgeous girls.