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HAPPY PRIDE MONTH Y'ALL (AUGUST VERSION)

Found this graphic and i really appreciate having options for activism that aren't going to protests.

repeat after me.

QUEER CHARACTERS ARE NOT PLOT DEVICES FOR STRAIGHT CHARACTERS.

i physically cannot see them romantically no matter what. like they can be making out and it’s still literally just a gay guy and his girl best friend

microfic may day 3: coffee

drarry. 273 words. this is unequivocally the stupidest thing I’ve ever written.

After the war, rumour had it Draco Malfoy disappeared. Puffed up and away in a cloud of smoke because he was cursed by Voldemort.

Rumour then had it that he ran far, far away.

Rumour also had it that he was completing a potions mastery somewhere exotic, and that one day he’d return home.

The one thing rumour didn’t have was a timeframe. So naturally, Harry was quite surprised to attend his 3pm appointment and come face to face with Draco Malfoy.

“Err. What did you say her name was again?”

“Coffee, Potter. Please do keep up.”

“Because the scales on her head look like coffee granules and you think they’re multiplying?”

“Well, yes. But there’s more. She’s been more tired than usual. And she’s not been eating too much. All in all, rather concerning.”

Harry poked around at the speckled snake coiled around Draco’s hand. A forked tongue gently lapped at his fingertip and was that a wink?

He cast his usual diagnostic charms which all pinged a gorgeous, normal green.

“I can’t see anything unusual, Malfoy. I’ll give you a standard vitality potion and check back in next week.”

Draco baulked. “There’s nothing wrong? At all? Are you sure?”

Harry gave him an affirmative nod and Coffee a gentle scritch under the chin. “I’ll see you both next week. For a check up.”

Draco was gracious enough to thank Harry for his time on the way out.

Though the more Harry thought about it, he was pretty sure the parting hiss from the reptile translated roughly into something like:

Foolssss. 10 yearssss apart and all he talkssss about issss you.

reblog if you believe fanfics are as valid as books that were published and sold by authors who write as their main careers. I'm trying to prove a point

why do people draw tim like he’s a twink when jay is right there

Mike Wheeler is the type of guy to be so irrationally scared of his friends deciding he sucks and leaving him that at the very first hint that they might actually go he preemptively leaves first to maintain some control over the situation and his friends feel his distance and then they really do pull away so Mike pulls away even more in response and it becomes a self fulfilling prophecy even though no one was ever actually going to leave him and this is exactly what happened between Will moving and California in this essay I will

OK but Draco getting visibly annoyed every time he hears someone say that Harry is the Heir of Slytherin is so relatable because which among us hasn’t had that reaction when we hear people wildly mischaracterizing one of our blorbos?