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im noticing that for a lot of americans “free palestine” has been an ideological motto and symbol rather than them actually believing in their heart that freedom is attainable and necessary
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but then why am i screaming? why am i shaking? oh, god, was there something that i missed? did i squander my divinity? was happiness within me the whole time?
#THEY SAY WE ARE ASLEEP UNTIL WE FALL IN LOVE#WE ARE CHILDREN OF DUST AND ASHES#BUT WHEN WE FALL IN LOVE WE WAKE UP AND WE ARE A GOD AND ANGELS WEEP#BUT IF I DIE HERE TONIGHT#I DIE IN MY SLEEP#the great comet#dave malloy shouldve yanked the tony out of pasek's and paul's hands#in my genuine opinion great comet is the most perfect show to ever exist#“really? you think its better than—” yes. yes I do.
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by talos this can’t be happening is a mandela effect because the actual phrase is by the gods this can’t be happening and i’ve never heard anyone say the former in game
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just another day at hogwarts
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other people writing ao3 comments: love this! can’t wait to see more ❤
me writing ao3 comments: gyjfsdghjkldsfhj fukc dude i………..id eat this if i could….
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More examples of the WORST mansplaining here.
#this is not as cool as the examples#but once i was at work#in an entry level position at the time. i'd been there probably less than a year#and we were having a meeting with these corporate lawyers explaining to us how to not get the company sued#they said 'the laws about this subject vary state by state. here it's X.'#i raised my hand and said 'actually i think its Y'#the lawyers said 'no it's X'#*one google search later*#lawyers: 'you're correct it's Y'#and that's the story of a how barely out of college Phoebe told a bunch of lawyers they were wrong in front of most of her coworkers 😂
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HI IT’S ME AGAIN
YOU’RE FUCKING UP YOUR TEETH AND YOUR MUSCLES AND SHIT
#first of all op#i did unclench so thanks#but also#holy shit you're so talented#this is really impressive and detailed and it must've taken a long time to put together#amazing job
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New Drunk Fic Ahoy!
I wrote for the latest edition of Firewhiskey Fic and I won a thing! Behold this incredible banner made by @unmistakablyoatmeal <3
And here's the fic:
Time to Die Live
Harry/Draco | 950-ish words | Explicit or Very Mature
Summary: Draco pulls in a club and lo and behold it’s Potter.
Prompts Used: Sex Education, Honey
Tags: Clubbing; Depression; Depressed Draco (he's not suicidal but he doesn't really care if he lives); Hopeful Ending; Some Ableist Language; Drug Use; Drinking; Brief, Past Draco/OMC; Blow Job; Anal Sex; Semi-Public Sex; POV 1st Person; POV Draco Malfoy; I Was Drunk When I Wrote This
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even if straight women did dominate m/m shipping to the degree people like to claim (which I’ve never seen substantiated and which has never reflected my own fandom experience), it wouldn’t hurt to maybe extend a little empathy with regard to why women who are attracted to men might find straight erotica painful and alienating to consume. perhaps apply some critical thought before whipping out fetishization as a trump card.
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Wizard worm just emerged from a wizarding hole! Lucky you!!!✨🪱🪄🍀
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my dream as a fanfic writer is to write a story which people want to talk to me about and send asks about afterwards and discuss things the characters did and the symbolism and meanings behind certain lines and I'll be all "hehe thanks" but irl I'll be in literal tears because I wrote something that means something to someone
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With my recent Harry Potter posts gaining traction, I just want to make an important note:
You are not a bad person for having enjoyed Harry Potter. You are not a bad person for finding it hard to let go of something so ingrained into your life. You are not a bad person for enjoying the overall story of Harry Potter despite the bigotry JK Rowling managed to smatter into it.
Nobody should be telling you that you are. Your past relationship with Harry Potter is not the issue.
The issue is what you and we all do moving forward with the new information and facts that we know.
And the facts are that JK Rowling is a rampant and proud bigot who is hellbent on using the fortune Harry Potter made her to actively pursue the entire trans community with hostile intent.
And she does not care. She is happy that she is doing it. She is happy that people oppose her because it gives her an excuse to play victim and paint trans people who oppose her as violent, aggressive and evil.
This is not about how you engaged with Harry Potter in the past. Or even how you engage with it privately. This is about whether or not you choose to contribute toward her mission and towards the persecution of trans people right now.
Because when you buy that licensed merch in the store, she gets part of the profit. When you go to Harry Potter World, she gets part of the profit. When you buy the Harry Potter game, she gets part of the profit.
And all of those things result in three consequences:
It shows the marketing departments that Harry Potter is still a cashcow.
It shows JK Rowling that she can say and do whatever the hell she wants and nothing is going to stop that money rolling in.
She is given a steady cashflow which she uses to bankroll anti-trans movements and spokespeople and government petitions.
That is the reality of your choice from here on out. That is why people are asking you to set aside what you once had with Harry Potter and to stand with the people she has made it her life's mission to destroy.
You don't even have to let go of it completely. Just let go of the interactions that directly fund JK Rowling. Just cut off the cashflow she's using to ruin the lives of people she's never even met.
Buy fanmade merchandise or learn how to make your own. If you're cosplaying? Buy unofficial cosplays or buy second-hand off resale websites. Same with other merchandise.
If you want to watch Harry Potter, there are hundreds of non-licensed steaming websites showing it which do not contribute royalty income to JK Rowling.
If you're writing Harry Potter fanfiction, use a site like AO3 which will defend you tooth and claw if she gets desperate and starts coming after fan creators.
Harry Potter might be the comforting memories of your childhood, but JK Rowling is an active threat to the literal livelihood of trans people. People who could lose legal rights and protections simply because of one vicious woman with a bigoted agenda and deep pockets.
All we're asking is that you compare your reasons for enjoying Harry Potter with the facts of why you should make a few simple, easy choices to avoid bankrolling her and determine which is more important.
Or rather, which one should be more important.
And make the right choice.
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gonna buy this god-forsaken web site and charge all y'all $8 a month to edit reblogs.
#uhhh yeah he was always funny#the green brothers are canonically funny#DID NO ONE CARE ABOUT THE SHOCK PEN BIT#I care about it#I cared about you pretending to shock yourself with a pen when you incorrectly guessed the author of the mystery document#my middle school self thought it was funny and so does my adult self
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Fuckin' Suburbia.
CW: smut. forced voyeurism.
Draco steps outside of the house, his hands and waist occupied by tiny humans.
“Woohoo! Draco!”
He winces as Mrs Pumpernickel makes her way across the street, one perfectly manicured hand raised, waving at him as if she were the Queen of England herself. Her perfect curls bounce across her equally perfect powdered face, her kitten heels clicking loudly as she walks. “I saw you and Harry earlier bringing in those lovely hydrangeas! Do you need any advice—”
“No, no,” Draco forces out a chuckle. “Not at all, Mrs Pumpernickel, thank you!” Draco calls back, hoping this will deter her.
It doesn’t.
He breaks his eye contact with her to instead usher his children towards the monstrosity of a Muggle contraption Harry insisted that they purchase and that Draco properly learn how to use.
As he buckles Lily into her car seat, Scorpius and Albus begin to shove one another in the chest as they fight over a toy. He ignores their scuffle to ensure Lils is safely fastened. Mrs Pumpernickel swoops in then, her dated, heavy, musky, woody perfume filling Draco’s nostrils.
She smirks at him, shaking her head as her gaze sweeps over Draco’s boys. “Oh, Draco! You must pay attention to them!” she giggles. “Aren’t they just little barbarians?”
Draco carefully pulls his head from out of the car, straightening up to his full height. One hand finds its way to his hip, the other resting on the roof of the SUV as he quirks an eyebrow. “Pardon me?” he asks, voice flat.
Mrs Pumpernickel smiles blandly at him, eyes glinting. “Oh. You know what I mean, don’t fuss. Boys will be boys, after all,” she shrugs, her eyes now fixed behind Draco, on the house. “Where’s that delicious husband of yours?” she asks, craning her neck.
Draco’s nostrils flare. “Harry is at work,” he says pointedly. He’s sure she has their schedule down-packed by now.
Mrs Pumpernickel shakes her head. “Oh, Draco! I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again—I can’t believe Harry leaves you alone so much, and with all the babies! How unfortunate!” she cries out dramatically, her eyes widening.
Draco blinks slowly. He’s sure she spends most of her time watching his family over her own. Mrs Pumpernickel is in her late 50s, already divorced three times and on her fourth husband, and has an adult son from her first marriage that never visits. She has no bloody right to comment on his family dynamics.
“Harry works to support our family, Mrs Pumpernickel,” Draco responds, now turning to face his boys. He wrests free the toy they’re both clinging onto and then hoists them up, one at a time, into the car to strap them into their own car seat.
“I just feel like he can show you more attention, that’s all.”
When Draco finishes with the last child, he straightens up once more, fixing Mrs Pumpernickel with a frozen smile. An idea strikes him.
“Why don’t you come by later today, say, around 7? I’m about to take the kids to their grandmother’s house for the weekend. You won’t want to miss what Harry and I will be serving tonight,” Draco says, his eyes dancing.
Mrs Pumpernickel looks beside herself. “Oh, Draco!” she exclaims, her eyes lighting up. “I would be so honoured to be your guest! I’ve always wondered what your interior looks like! I would love to make some suggestions, too. You know how it goes, you can never trust two men to be completely tasteful in their décor. You need a woman’s touch, always!”
Draco smiles wider. “Yes, right. Well. Come by later. You’ll see how much of a woman’s touch Harry and I need.”
Mrs Pumpernickel beams, nodding vigorously. “Of course, of course! 7 on the dot, darling! I’ll bring a pie!”
Before Draco can respond, she’s already making her way back across the street to her own house.
Draco cackles.
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At approximately 6:50pm, Harry has Draco naked and draped over the arm of their sofa that directly faces their bay windows, the curtains pulled open as Harry fucks him from behind.
“Fuck…fuck! Harry, don’t stop!” Draco cries, sweaty strands of hair sticking to his forehead.
“Yes,” Harry hisses. “You feel so fucking amazing, Draco,” Harry groans, his hands gripping Draco’s hips as he rocks his hips forward, Draco pushing back into each thrust with a sharp, uninhibited moan. “Want the whole neighbourhood to know how well fucked I leave you every morning, noon, and night.”
“Fuck, yes,” Draco whines, hands gripping the edge of the nearest sofa cushion. “Fuck, she’ll, mmm, she’ll tell all the fucking neighbours! Ah…she’ll tell all the fucking neighbours how fucking rough my delicious husband gives it to me!”
“Draco!” Harry cries out, curling over him, breaths coming out in short pants as his pelvis slaps against Draco’s arse.
A few choice spells have all but one individual able to see their antics. Draco is rewarded when he looks up at the window, his gaze meeting Mrs Pumpernickel’s.
He knew she would be there, standing in the middle of their yard, peering into their window instead of ringing the doorbell first. He has her exactly where he wants her.
Whatever pie she had made goes sliding from her hands and onto the grass, horror beautifully painting her powdery face. Despite his wanton haze, Draco’s lips twist into a savage grin that quickly turns into an open-mouthed gasp as he comes across the arm of the sofa, his vision blackening. Harry follows after him with a wild laugh.
When Draco finally gains his bearings, he notices that Mrs Pumpernickel is gone. Harry pulls him up and turns him around for a deep kiss.
“Fuckin’ suburbia,” Harry says against his mouth.
Draco grins, shaking his head.
“Fuckin’ suburbia,” he repeats, leaning back in for another kiss.
Written for the prompt Suburbia at @drarrymicrofic.
#i think about this fic like once a week#its too funny and too good#drarry#harry potter#draco malfoy
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i did my best to include lots of birds. sorry if i missed your favorite or miscategorized it! i am no bird expert
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Gryffindor Student: *sighs* Professor Potter is so hot
Their friend: careful. Don't let Professor Malfoy hear you say that.
Draco: *walking by, trying not to laugh* yeah I hear that Professor Malfoy can be very territorial
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