#harry is dying to give it

[drarrily-we-row-along]

(I want to) Share Your Address

No one prompted this one. I'm just really on a Ben Platt kick at the moment. Go listen to this song, it's such a bop.

"I can't believe you just spent the afternoon at the Manor with me and my mum," Draco said, swaying against Harry on the bar stool, ignoring his friends completely.

Something in Harry's chest burst and expanded until he felt like he might float off his own stool at the way Draco called his mother 'mum' when he'd had just a little too much to drink.

Draco giggled and Harry wanted to curl up in his voice, wanted this moment to never end. "It's ridiculous."

"I loved it," Harry said honestly, a bit too honestly if he was being honest, his tongue too loose from the cocktails they'd been drinking at Draco's favorite restaurant. Narcissa had served them tea and biscuits in the back garden, and she'd shown Harry photos of Draco when he was small; telling story after story about Draco when he was young. Draco had blushed and protested, but he'd looked so delighted that Harry and Narcissa had persisted for the afternoon. "She was a delight."

"She seems quite taken with you," Draco said, shoulder pressing against Harry's as he took another long drink.

He hummed and leaned over to press a kiss to Draco's head, feeling bold and brave in light of the afternoon they'd had and the way that Draco had been so physically demonstrative this evening. Around Draco's friends he'd initially been a little cautious, not wanting to be too much, not wanting to embarrass him.

The other man turned to him and looked up at him from under his eyelashes and Harry's breath caught in his chest. "Harry," he murmured.

"Yeah?" he asked breathlessly.

"Kiss me," he breathed.

He leaned in and kissed him softly, cupping his cheek and stroking his thumb over Draco's cheekbone. There was a wolf-whistle then that had Draco's cheeks flushing pink, but his lips tipped up into a delighted little smile and Harry kissed him again.

"Take me home," Draco said against Harry's lips.

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"Yeah?" he asked again.

Draco nodded, fingers digging into Harry's curls, "Definitely."

They paid their tab and bid Draco's friends a good night, Draco's hand held tight in Harry's the whole time. He led them into the alleyway before apparating them to Draco's home and taking Draco apart bit by bit.

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Harry had a dull ache behind his eyelids when he woke up the next morning. With a little groan he opened his eyes and then promptly caught sight of Draco sprawled across the bed, drooling on the pillow, hair an absolute mess.

He couldn't stop the stupid grin on his face if he'd tried. Godric, Harry was ridiculously in love with him and it was all too soon, all too much, and Harry had learned that he had to slow himself down, had to pace himself, but he still reached out and brushed a lock of hair out of his face. The thought that he could stay here forever just looking at Draco, flitted through his mind and he decided to get up and make coffee before he came off as too much of a creep.

Pressing a soft kiss to the inside of Draco's wrist, he slid out from under the covers and headed to the kitchen. He made coffee and toast before padding back to the bedroom. Casting a quick spell, he tidied away Draco's clothes from the night before into the hamper and folded his on the chair so that Draco wouldn't have to see a mess.

He left the tray on the nightstand and crawled back into bed, kissing Draco and nuzzling against his neck. "Morning," he murmured into his sleep-warm skin.

Draco let out a disgruntled little groan, eyebrows furrowing, lips pouting a bit. "Too loud," he grumbled.

"I made some coffee and toast," Harry said, smiling in spite of himself because it honestly shouldn't be possible to look this adorable when you were this grouchy.

Draco cracked open an eye and reached out a hand, making a grabby little fist for the coffee cup. And Harry was gone on him, absolutely and irrevocably in love.

Pressing one more kiss to the irresistible little wrinkle between Draco's eyes, Harry moved to fetch his coffee cup. When he turned back around, he saw that Draco had slid up to a sitting position, slumping against the headboard.

"Thanks," he grunted, before taking a sip and sighing contentedly.

Harry grabbed the plate of toast with jam and set it between them before picking up his own coffee cup and leaning against the headboard next to Draco.

It was perfect, the quiet space between the two of them, just enjoying a simple morning together while Draco woke up.

"I don't usually let people sit with me while I'm waking up," Draco murmured. "I'm ghastly in the mornings, an absolute monster."

"Draco-"

"I won't be sweet with you in the mornings, Potter. I won't be kisses, and coffee, and kind words. I will take more than I give you in the mornings. I won't-"

"Draco," he repeated, turning his body so that he could see him fully, "I don't need that. I love you like this," he said honestly, "grumpy and quiet, a little prickly. I love you just like this."

Draco tilted his head at him, "You love me?"

He swallowed, "I-" he broke off not sure how to backpedal fast enough. "Yeah," he said with a helpless little shrug. "Yeah I do."

"You can't."

"I can," he replied. "Godric, Draco, I want everything with you and I know it's too soon. I know it's too fast," he added, "but I can't stop thinking about you and all of the things I want with you. I want to spend my days off with you, I want to hear stories about you from when you were small, I want to make you food and straighten up so you don't have to. I want to take photos with you in a million different places and have them document our adventures. I want to come home to you every night, I want to make your life easier by helping with stupid errands." He shrugged, combing his fingers through his curls, "I love you."

"Harry," he breathed, looking on the verge of tears for a split second before he tipped over the edge and the tears started falling, "I'm not awake yet," he complained, wiping his face.

And Harry felt like his heart had expanded past his body. He leaned in and wiped Draco's cheeks, kissing his forehead once before pulling back.

"I can't say it back-"

"That's okay," Harry assured quickly.

He took his hand, "Not because I don't," he said carefully, "I just," he bit his lip. "I can't."

"That's okay," Harry repeated, gently, firmly; heart soaring at the implication of his words.

"Move in?" Draco asked. "Come live with me?"

Harry grinned at him, "I'd love to," he said. "But let's wait until you're more awake and have thought things-"

"If I want you to live with me in the mornings, I'm always going to want to live with you."

He laughed, "Alright," he said easily. "But can we have a lazy day first?"

Draco set his cup of coffee on the table and squirmed back down under the covers, "I thought you'd never ask. Get in here," he said, rolling so his back was to Harry.

He set his cup down and moved the plate before settling in, pulling Draco back against him and letting the comforting weight of Draco's body lull him back to sleep.

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[jaywriteshome]

Happy 10 year anniversary to midnight memories

I love this era and album so much :’)

[solangelo-o]

bitch to bitch communication

[bumblingbabooshka]

Cursed but funny: Tuvok transitions... and so does T'Pel. They are still straight, just t4t about it

Alternatively: Tuvok and T'Pel are both bigender and they take turns so there's always a wife and a husband, it just varies who's who

Incorrect! Bigender/Trans Tuvok is not cursed at all and is in fact a blessed image, sight, thought etc v_v Please rise and salute Mz Vulcan!!!! That IS undoubtedly a funny scenario though - they are forever destined to be Husband & Wife. Imagine worrying for several years that your wife might leave you for being trans and then you meet with her again and she's your husband and the only thing that changes is you're HIS wife now. This is T'Vok's life.

[cartersblogabtnothing]

chat i want a girlfriend/boyfriend/partner.

significant other ☹️

SIGH 😞😞😞

[atlasdoe]

i cant decide on a headcannon so help me out

I hc that Evan was the youngest of his siblings and that he had 5 older sisters. They were all born one by one because his father was desperate for a boy

[the-paris-of-people]

The past couple days online have been... interesting. I consider myself a leftist, think capitalism is corrupt, and think that it needs to be seriously reformed/overthrown. I admit that while I've thrown around phrases and terms like "burn it all down" and "the revolution needs to come" out of frustration without actually thinking about what a revolution entails: excellent organization, unity, and strategy to defeat the United States, the world's largest military superpower which has inflicted political and social destabilization across the majority of countries around the world. There also needs to be superb infrastructure and community to support the disabled, elderly, and poor populations who rely on government assistance and programs, healthcare, and accommodations while this so-called revolution rages on.

All I've received from the far leftist movement are lectures from condescending intellectuals who rattle off academic citations regarding ideological theory rather than practical, tangible steps to advocate for change in our local and regional communities. I have not seen one of them actually discuss conversations they've had with their friends, family, or Americans about what they want to see reflected for the future of the country. I have not seen one of them discussed how destructive, detrimental and traumatic a Trump presidency was for social prejudice and morale in the United States. I understand that for many marginalized groups they've been living in a facist state for centuries so the possibility Project 2025 doesn't galvanize them to see the two parties differently, but I don't think it is fair to white leftists falsely equivocate the election of both parties for the entire American population at all??? Or like at least specify the issues you're referring to in which you view both parties as the same????? Literally one TikTok creator who I used to follow talked about how true leftists are so much better than liberals because they aren't waiting for a presidential candidate to save the world NOW due to the accelerated apocalypse due to climate change but when asked how to change the world they suggest sharing ideas of your future utopia with other leftist groups. How the fuck is sitting around talking about living in a walkable community is great considered "saving the world now"? How are you going to dismantle and restructure American infrastructure to create these communities? How are you going to remove existing racial and social tensions to create a community where everyone lives happily side by side? Do people not consider reality at all?????

And is it not wrong for people to have a fucking sliver of optimism and hope at incremental change that's achieved within the corrupt bipartisan system of American politics, even if they know it's propaganda??? Is it wrong for people to have a singular fucking moment of relief in feeling like their values, beliefs, and lives will be better protected and THEY can advocate for change better??? Is it wrong when there's a couple months until the most pressing election in recent history for people to make the choice they feel will reduce the most amount of harm???

[xoxo-ren-xoxo]

really weird thing ive noticed lately re: hermits getting critiqued for stuff theyve said or done is that as soon as someone holds a shit opinion (even if it's just them being stupid, or a centrist, or saying a bad word without knowing what it means, or whatever) people immediately seem to flock to the 'this guy should die' 'kys' 'why are we giving this person a platform' rhetoric and like. that's not how meaningful change is made?

like, yeah, if one of my beloved CCs posted a tweet or video tomorrow about how much they hate gay people, or believe in conservative ideals, or they just said a bunch of slurs or whatever (these are hyperbolic examples obviously) then yeah, fuck them, they should go rot. but like, having some dumb takes, or saying bad things in the past, doesn't = evil terrible person...

idk, i feel like we can critique content creators without getting so insane about it. like, shit, there are things some of my favourites do that i don't like, but theyre not even really worth bringing up tbh. unless its something actually important, i feel like it just creates more drama out of nothing and all these assholes come crawling out of the woodwork to tell everyone how much they hate that creator. or find their content boring anyway so clearly they have no real merit to anyone.

more of an explanation of what i mean in the tags but yeah.

[even-disco-baby]

(No caps lock version below asterisks)

Who are you?

What do you want?

Why me?

SHIVERS — I HAVE TOLD YOU. I AM THE CITY. I AM LA REVACHOLIERE. I AM…

I AM NOTHING AND EVERYTHING. I AM DYING. I AM AFRAID.

EMPATHY — Her voice is so loud that it is all there is to hear. And it is so small that you barely hear it at all.

She is afraid of silence.

Who are you?

What do you want?

Why me?

SHIVERS — I WANT TO LIVE. LOOK AT ME. LOOK ALL AROUND YOU. CAN YOU NOT SEE ME? I AM HERE.

I.

AM.

HERE.

DO NOT ABANDON ME. DO NOT LEAVE ME BLEEDING IN THE STREETS. YOU SEE ME. AND I SEE YOU.

Who are you?

What do you want?

Why me?

SHIVERS — BECAUSE…

BECAUSE YOUR BLOOD IS MY BLOOD. I HAVE SEEN YOU CRUMPLED IN THE ALLEYWAYS. I HAVE SEEN YOU HUNGRY AND ALONE. I HAVE SEEN YOU STANDING ON THE PRECIPICE, AND I HAVE SEEN YOU TURNING AWAY FROM IT.

I AM THE PRECIPICE. AND I AM THE LONG WALK HOME. AND I AM THE DYING MAN, AND EVERY MAN WHO DIED BEFORE HIM, AND EVERY WITNESS WHO STOOD SILENTLY BY. I AM THE CITY.

I AM MADE OF YOU. I LOVE YOU.

I DO NOT WISH TO SEE YOU DEAD.

Then why is this city *killing* me?

I hate you. Nothing good has ever come from you. I wish you would burn to the ground and be forgotten forever.

I love you, too. You are all that I live for.

But don’t you understand that people have to die for you to continue?

SHIVERS — NO!

NO…

…

RHETORIC — She *is* the people that built her. And so she cannot make sense of her own design— a perpetual motion machine fueled by its own suffering.

INLAND EMPIRE — An infernal engine. Just like you. Just like everyone else.

VOLITION & SHIVERS — NO.

SHIVERS — THEN YOU MUST CHANGE ME. RENAME ME. SHAPE ME INTO SOMETHING SOFTER. DO NOT TURN AWAY AND LEAVE ME TO DIE. DO NOT LEAVE ANYONE TO DIE EVER AGAIN.

PLEASE… DO NOT ABANDON ME TO MY END…

What do you expect me to *do?* I can’t change humanity itself!

I won’t abandon you. We can die together. That’s all we can do.

I am on the side of the adversary. It will not fail me like you always have.

You’re scaring me… I don’t know how to help…

SHIVERS — NO ONE DOES…

BUT YOU MUST TRY. YOU MUST NEVER LOOK AWAY. JUST AS I WILL NEVER LOOK AWAY FROM YOU. I WILL ALWAYS KNOW YOU. I WILL NOT END SO LONG AS THERE IS SOMEONE LEFT TO KNOW.

SO DO NOT LET ME END.

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Who are you?

What do you want?

Why me?

SHIVERS — I have told you. I am the city. I am La Revacholiere. I am…

I am nothing and everything. I am dying. I am afraid.

EMPATHY — Her voice is so loud that it is all there is to hear. And it is so small that you barely hear it at all.

She is afraid of silence.

Who are you?

What do you want?

Why me?

SHIVERS — I want to live. Look at me. Look all around you. Can you not see me? I am here.

I.

Am.

Here.

Do not abandon me. Do not leave me bleeding in the streets. You see me. And I see you.

Who are you?

What do you want?

Why me?

SHIVERS — Because…

Because your blood is my blood. I have seen you crumpled in the alleyways. I have seen you hungry and alone. I have seen you standing on the precipice, and I have seen you turning away from it.

I am the precipice. And I am the long walk home. And I am the dying man, and every man who died before him, and every witness who stood silently by. I am the city.

I am made of you. I love you.

I do not wish to see you dead.

Then why is this city *killing* me?

I hate you. Nothing good has ever come from you. I wish you would burn to the ground and be forgotten forever.

I love you, too. You are all that I live for.

But don’t you understand that people have to die for you to continue?

SHIVERS — No!

No…

…

RHETORIC — She *is* the people that built her. And so she cannot make sense of her own design— a perpetual motion machine fueled by its own suffering.

INLAND EMPIRE — An infernal engine. Just like you. Just like everyone else.

VOLITION & SHIVERS — No.

SHIVERS — Then you must change me. Rename me. Shape me into something softer. Do not turn away and leave me to die. Do not leave anyone to die ever again.

Please… Do not abandon me to my end…

What do you expect me to *do?* I can’t change humanity itself!

I won’t abandon you. We can die together. That’s all we can do.

I am on the side of the adversary. It will not fail me like you always have.

You’re scaring me… I don’t know how to help…

SHIVERS — No one does…

But you must try. You must never look away. Just as I will never look away from you. I will always know you. I will not end so long as there is someone left to know.

So do not let me end.

[devilfic]

me going into marvel's spider-man 2 expecting to be unwell levels of horny for venom, only to come out of it attracted to harry osborn:

[dayshift-loop]

Ohhhh Harry I am so sorry. There is a lot of things happening right now. Very important. Do you think you could leave Peter and Steven alone for now? At the very least for your own safety... Some of these anons have not and will not hesitate

Peter: Er... It's a bit too late for that warning now. I'll just... Get him a cup of coffee or something while he crashes for the next few hours.

[ramblings-of-a-mad-cat]

the sacred 28 is peak jkr tbh. We learn nothing about progress or how things changed for halfbloods, muggleborns, squibs, etc, but years after the series ends we get more pureblood focus, like why did this even need to exist beyond her racism huh?

Sorry anon, I don't know if you were expecting solidarity or agreement from me, but I...don't really have any to offer.

...Really? We're going to presume she's a blood purist in her real life politics because she added a bit of in-universe world-building to her cash cow like, ten years ago? (I mean...she might be, but this isn't proof.) It is not surprising that the Pureblood Directory exists. Nor is it proof of anything. I actually think it's kind of neat. I like that we don't know who wrote it. That it has inconsistencies and flaws. I am not remotely surprised that such a piece was published in this world. And I'm not going to assume anything about the author based on this update because...honestly, that's nuts.

Trying to guess a writer's real life politics based on the nuances they include in the sub-creationist fantasy world they craft is...a losing game.

I don't know why the fandom feels the need to keep doing this. Not saying this is you, anon (though you kind of give that impression) but some of the HP fans (or "former fans" if you like) are fixated on dissecting the book and trying to find traces of the person Rowling is now in a narrative she wrote twenty years ago. You guys really don't need to keep inventing new reasons to hate her when there's perfectly good transphobia already out in the open. Transphobia that she keeps doubling down on.

Gotta be honest...I don't think this is helping. Criticize her for her actual bigotry and the damage she's causing, sure. But people will choose to focus on the books "supporting slavery" through the House Elves or featuring a "trans stereotype" with Rita Skeeter...all of it feels like people are reaching. No, the series isn't homophobic just because Dumbledore's sexuality could have been handled better. It isn't racist just because Cho Chang has two last names. (This is just a side note but she's not explicitly Chinese...or even explicitly Asian. They never confirm her race in the text. I mean, it's pretty clear that she is, I'm just saying.)

We don't need to waste time on this stuff. Rowling is actually hurting people with bigotry that she actually believes in. Let's focus on that instead of trying to piece together a dossier about how she was "always" awful. I honestly don't think that's the case, but it doesn't matter anyway. When I see posts like these, it frankly just comes across as people who have been burned by Rowling trying to "ruin" Harry Potter for the allies who still feel a connection to the series...if so, that's not going to work, and there are productive things you can do. Follow Daniel Radcliffe's example, he is slaying as a human being.

[mxrauds]

i really wish we had more rosekiller fics available every time i go to ao3 to see if there are any new fics it’s just full with jegulus and i can never find any new ones :(

[euclydya]

i am surw we've said this before but hannibal would absolutely kill me for food crimes and that's hilarious. love that 4 me

[padfootastic]

you know what i realised 💀 everyone at Hogwarts would have an excellent thighs😭.i just joined my uni and i have to just constantly climb 800 floors all the damn time and it made me feel for them lol

dude i swear to fuck. college makes u fit like nothing else.

also imagine hogwarts kids having like annual competitions for the most glorious thighs/calves/biceps, complete with a catwalk and all. james wins meatiest thighs, ofc. lily gets best biceps.

[erasurecloud]

I have never read Harry Potter nor have I seen a single movie but I just know I’d simp for James.