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in my work of fanfiction i am going to hold the villain responsible for their actions by making them have sex with the person they tried to kill, which will effectively address all the relevant moral issues by being hot.

what forms of art, activism, and literature can speak authentically today?

Hannibal (2013-2015)

tfw your fugitive ex breaks out of Azkaban

A little gift for @fw00shy 💓 a microfic written entirely in three word sentences. Also for the @drarrymicrofic prompt: blue.

2 August 2006. Department of Mysteries.

“Shouldn’t be here.” Draco sounds wary.

“Fuck off, Malfoy.” Harry laughs, loud. “Azkaban released me.” He smiles wryly. “Didn’t you hear?”

“You escaped, Potter.” Draco’s voice heats. “In broad daylight. Bit dangerous, really.”

“Yeah,” Harry grins. “Slaughtered sixty-two dementors. And Warden Umbridge.” He leans in. So, so close. Mouths Draco’s throat. “You miss me?” Voice muffled, gruff.

Draco’s eyes close. His shoulders slack. Relax, dip low. He breathes deep. “Not at all.” His eyes open. They’re dark, guarded. And he stiffens. “You’re not good. Potter, you’re not.”

Harry pulls back. “Careful,” he says. “I’d kill you. If I wanted.”

“Kill me then.”

Yet Harry falters. His lips part.

Draco’s mouth twists. “You wouldn’t, Potter.”

“Yeah, I wouldn’t.” Harry laughs again. Shakes his head. Looks at him. “You look good. Draco, you do.”

“Thanks,” Draco says. He smiles unhappily. Gestures to himself. “I’ve gone official. Bloody Ministry official.”

Harry reaches out. Traces Draco’s collar. “Wearing Ministry blues. Who would’ve thought.” He grins, crooked. “Unspeakable Malfoy, yeah? Shouldn’t trust you.”

“Fuck you, Harry.” Draco eyes him. Voice rough, quiet. “Alright, I did. I missed you. Just a bit.”

“Didn’t visit me.”

“Didn’t want to. That first time… You looked dead.”

And Harry sobers. “Yeah, I know.” Harry watches him. Face cut-up, bloody. “Nicked a Portkey. To the tropics.” He smiles grimly. “I’m going away.”

Draco breathes in. “DMLE’s tracing them. They’ll find you.”

“Unregistered,” Harry says. “Sounds fun, yeah? Us, the ocean.” He laughs, gruff. “Come with me.”

“Merlin,” Draco says. Voice sharp, clipped. “It’s been years.”

“Only been three.” Harry looks down. “Still love you.” Closes his eyes. Takes a breath. Opens them slowly. “Prisoners are plotting. Ministry’s gone bad. We should leave.”

Draco pauses, considering. Bites his lip. “I’ve heard things. Whispers of things. I didn’t know…” Looks at Harry. “… who to believe. But now, I…”

“What is it?” Harry’s voice drops. Sounds low, gentle.

“I trust you.” Draco leans in. Thumbs Harry’s mouth. “Wish I didn’t. But I do.” Traces Harry’s lips.

Doors slam open. Voices yelling—loud, frantic. “Target in building. Agents, get ready.”

“Fuck,” Harry mutters. “Not enough time. I’ve gotta go.” Turns to Draco. “Coming with me?”

“Bloody hell, Potter. Yes,” Draco says. “Get the Portkey.”

book dedications are so tender here is this piece of art i made for an audience of thousands. but really every word is for you

🧛🏼 VAMPIRES + SUNGLASSES 😎 Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1997) Twilight (2008) Only Lovers Left Alive (2013) Bram Stoker's Dracula (1992) Near Dark (1987) The Twilight Saga: New Moon (2009) The Hunger (1983) Wednesday (2022-) Interview with the Vampire (2022-)

one of the smartest things the hp fandom has ever done is to universally characterize pansy and draco as mean gay little friends  

Reblog and put in the tags what your anti love language is. What’s the one love language you suck at or don’t get

a draco drawing today

A normal yoga session 🧘🏻‍♀️🐍