the story doesn't end at the close

RB if you think CD drives in computers are not obsolete, but in fact still necessary, despite being artificially phased out

well, this fic isn’t going to write itself, but i’m going to wait a bit longer to make sure. 

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Keep in mind the red part of the first map is just your chance of seeing aurora directly overhead! Anyone north of the red line has a chance of seeing it on the horizon.

HOLY SHIT?!

Definitely keep an eye on the aurora forecast tonight, guys. You might be able to see it on the horizon down to that green line!

Get ready…

Theirs.

Harry stood in the center of the empty living room in the small flat they’d just signed the lease on and blinked, trying to clear the tears.

A couple of months ago everything had been different. Everything had seemed so grim, like he’d never be enough, like he’d be alone forever.

“Hey,” voice warm, unbearably fond, Harry melted into the body that pressed against his back, arms around his waist.

“Hi,” he whispered back, throat too tight, smile too wide, the joy in his ribcage so big he didn’t think he’d ever have room to feel anything else.

Draco pressed a kiss to his neck, swaying a little, “can you believe this?”

Harry shook his head, unable to even form words.

“What do you think?”

“I love you.”

Draco laughed, bright and delighted, and it filled every inch of Harry’s body. “It’s a little small,” he offered, like he was a little anxious. “And the shower is a little squeaky. There’s a scratch on the door-”

“It’s perfect.”

The other man’s body relaxed against him.

“Draco,” he sighed, rubbing his hand over Draco’s arms crossed over his waist. “I’m so happy,” he confessed, breathless and aching with it. “I’m so excited to live with you.”

“Yeah?” he whispered like there was room for doubt.

He turned to face him, tipping Draco’s face up a bit so he could look in his eyes, “yes, love. You are what makes an apartment a home. You are what I want. Everything else is just bonus.”

Draco bit his lip, “I love you.”

“I love you,” he replied, leaning in and pressing a kiss to his cheek, then chin, then other cheek, and nose, then forehead, and finally his lips. “You’re the love of my life.”

Draco pouted at him, that adorable bottom lip protruding like Harry had hurt his feelings. But he understood, it was hard to be loved sometimes. Hard to believe that someone might want you with all of your flaws and faults. Hard to imagine being worthy of such a thing.

“It’s not perfect,” he said softly, “but it’s my favorite place I’ve ever lived.”

“You haven’t lived here yet.”

He smiled, “anywhere is home if I’m with you.”

“When someone asks you to read abt an oppressed group and then they link you a bunch of tumblr posts”

It may surprise you but the people making those posts are real people.

Is a trans women writing about transmisogyny immediately wrong because she posted her writing to tumblr?

Is a disabled person writing about ableism immediately wrong because they posted their writing to tumblr?

Historically oppressed groups have been denied the ability to publish their experiences so they turned to alternative ways to get people to listen. And right now that alternative way is social media.

Nothing proves that someone doesn’t care about other people’s suffering then them refusing to read first hand accounts of someone’s experiences bc they think it being posted online makes it ‘not valuable’

I know adverbs are controversial, but "said softly" means something different than "whispered" and this is the hill I will die on.

JK Rowling has used her billionaire legal team to silence a Jewish woman for telling the truth about her contempt for trans victims of the Holocaust.

Scotland’s network of “freedom of speech” organisations, as per usual, have nothing to say about the use of wealth to gag critics of the wealthy.

However fast they race to condemn the LGBT+ community for saying the names of those who harm us. Statements at the ready to insist that transphobes no one wants to work with anymore must be given every possible opportunity to gain from their bigotry.

But it's not the billionaires who are being silenced, as our media breathlessly echo their every hateful proclamation.

It's journalists and activists forced to publicly humiliate themselves under the weight and the threat of billionaire legal teams or be driven into destitution.

We deserve better. Freedom of speech needs to mean something

The Streisand Effect strikes

This will swiftly become one of the primary things JK Rowling is remembered for. Trying to erase crimes of the Holocaust against trans people and then silencing Jewish journalists for calling her out.

With your help we can make sure JK Rowling is known as a Holocaust denier first, author of mediocre children's books second

Lucius in books 1-6: Please stop talking about Harry Potter. I am literally begging you. I will buy you anything you want if you just STOP.

Lucius in book 7: Draco is that Harry Potter?

Draco in book 7: Who?

For Trans Day of Visibility, I asked my communities for favorite HP stories with trans characters or gender exploration themes and have compiled them here. Please add yours in the comments!

Sections: Drarry, Wolfstar, Gen, Rare Ships

Fanfic tiktok is wild... I see so many people saying shit like "I could never read anything below 60k!!", or "What story can you even tell in under 5k words?" or "A oneshot below 10k isn't even a story!" or "I always filter completed fics by 100k< only!"

And I'm like...

A) which fandoms are you reading fics for where you have this kind of offerings on the regular?

B) have you heard of short stories? If you truly think every story NEEDS to be longform to connect with people, I sincerely feel sorry for you.

C) Average novel length is between 50k to 100k. I'm sorry, but CONSISTENTLY demanding fic writers to push out fics of that length is insane. Just think about it: YOU DEMAND AUTHORS TO PUT OUT FICS THAT COMPARE TO COMMERCIAL NOVELS IN LENGTH (AND QUALITY) AS A BASELINE.

Yall are wilding.

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In honour of Transgender Day of Visibility here are a few of my fave fics with trans characters. I've limited myself to one work per creator, but I strongly recommend checking out their profiles for all their other incredible works.

The world is crazy and scary, but we have always been here and always will be. Our love will always be stronger than their hate.

A Study in Opposites by @cavendishbutterfly - E, 11k, Hermione/Harry, Drarry. Trans female Harry, gender nonconforming Draco

A Foundation On Which to Build by @beyondtheclose - T, 20k, drarry, trans Harry, genderfluid Draco, trans Lily Evans

Of Magical Beings Being - Magic by @rockingrobin69 - E, 30k, drarry, trans Harry

About This Place by @academicdisasterfic - E, 10k, drarry, trans Harry, gender nonconforming Draco

Into the Fire by @aneiria-writes - M, 4k, Draco/Charlie, trans Draco

Cherry Lips and Black Curls by @fvckyouimaprophet - E, 1.6k, Jegulus, trans male Regulus, trans female James

Love is a Dress you Wear by @deliciousblizzardshark - E, 17k, drarry, draco/harry/Severus Snape, trans female Severus, nonbinary Teddy Lupin

Intervention by Bendersalt - T, 12k, Harry/Tonks, trans female Harry

The Treehouse Near Primrose Downs by @softlystarstruck - M, 14k, drarry, trans Harry, trans Draco

They by @vdoshu - G, 1k, nonbinary Percy Weasley

The Scars You Choose by @lqtraintracks - E, 927, drarry, trans Harry, trans Draco

Umbrella Relief by @piarelei - G, 666, drarry, nonbinary Harry

The Pirate and His Gentleman by @babooshkart - G, art, drarry, trans Harry, trans Draco

The Island Assignment by @makeitp1nk - E, 10k, drarry, trans female Draco

When You're A Man by iamisaac - T, 2.4k, Jeddy, genderfluid James

From The Same Cloth by @corvuscrowned - T, 8k, drarry, trans male Draco, trans female Harry

Harry was a lot.

And if he was being honest, he felt like he'd always been a lot. Like the burden of his company came with far too many complications, far too many challenges for his friends and loved ones to bear. His emotions were big, his sense of duty and justice were big, his opinions of the world were big.

His body and its desires (or lack thereof) were a lot. The way he loved, obsessively, immensely, deeply, every atom of his soul devoted to reshaping itself to fit that of his beloved, was a lot (too much, always too much, and still not enough).

He was just a lot. Loving him, he reasoned, must be a fairly difficult task (it was difficult for him, so surely it would be difficult for someone else).

This dilemma tumbled around in his head as he fried some eggs and potatoes, avoiding the garlic since it did something funny to Draco's stomach. Wondering how he could possibly make himself into something less, or perhaps, if he was unable to do that, how he could give Draco enough in return for his love. Was there a way to repay someone who loved him enough to give up sex, to listen to the endless ramblings in his head, to sit and cuddle with him on the couch even when Harry's most innocent of touches caused a wave of arousal that he then ignored? How-

"Morning, love," Draco murmured, wrapping his arms around Harry's waist and leaning against him.

He swallowed around the thoughts crowding into his throat, marbles rolling around in his mouth. "Hey," he rasped, light and cheerful as he could.

Draco moved so that he was at his side, arms still around him, "what's that?" he asked softly, thumb trailing over his side.

"What?" Harry asked as he flipped the potatoes.

A finger traced the frown at the corner of Harry's mouth, brushed over the line between his eyebrows, "What's going on in that marvelous head of yours?"

"Breakfast is ready," he said in lieu of answering the question that he wasn't even sure where to begin with.

Draco caught him as he started to turn toward the cupboard for a couple of plates, "Wait," he said, throwing a stasis charm over their eggs. "Tell me?" he asked softly, eyes warm and soft, curious and just a little afraid.

And Harry couldn't stand that look, couldn't bear the thought that Draco might be wondering if it was something he'd done that had upset Harry's delicate balance inside his head. "It's just," he bit his lower lip and looked down at where Draco's hands had caught his. "I'm a lot. Asking you to live with me, to share a life with me, it doesn't feel fair to you."

He chanced a glance up at Draco only to find him staring back with that particular look of affection that made Harry want to curl up into a ball because it was too much and he wanted that affection too badly. “Darling,” Draco started.

“No,” he said, shaking his head and barely resisting the impulse to cover his ears.

“Harry,” he said, a soft huff of a laugh escaping with the sound of his name. “Light of my life,” he continued, moving closer to Harry again and wrapping his arms around his waist once more, firm chest pressed solidly against Harry’s back. “My love,” he continued.

Harry squirmed, letting out a plaintive groan.

“I love you so much,” he pressed a soft kiss to Harry’s neck and Harry couldn’t help the way his head tipped to the side of its own accord to give Draco room. “You are my most favorite human being in the entire world.” He squeezed Harry’s stomach a little tighter, “better yet, the entire universe. Getting to live with you makes me impossibly happy.”

“But-”

“No buts,” Draco replied. “I choose you, Harry. I choose this life. I want this life. And nothing you can say about it will make me change my mind.”

Harry sighed and let his body relax against Draco’s, the sweetest defeat he’d ever accepted.

“That’s more like it,” he said, holding Harry tighter. “Just love me and let me love you. What else could we possibly want?”

And when he put it like that, Harry supposed there wasn’t really anything else he could ever want.

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