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[Podfic] Dearest by hoko_onchi (M, 32 minutes)

Draco and Harry accidentally activate a marriage curse and move into a cottage. With chickens.

Harry and Draco, and CHICKENS! I loved hoko's story and wanted to podfic it, so here we go with my first podfic!

Head onto AO3 to listen to this tale of chickens and domesticity and if you enjoy it, feel free to kudo and leave comments there and on the original work!

Story by @hoko-onchi-writes | Art & podfic by @stormy-sky-art

I’ve probably said this before but having every good and service turn into a subscription model is one of the worst new developments of our era of capitalism. Like yeah, shit sucked before but it didn’t suck for 19.99 a month indefinitely. This some new shit.

[day 10 of Microfic May: scene]

Inevitably, they return to the scene of the crime. It's their fucking locker room adjacent to their home pitch exclusive to their Quidditch team.

And now, every single morning, as Morrison drones on about warm-ups and tactics and offensive manoeuvres, Harry's traitorous mind wanders: to the showers (echoing with Draco's choked moans), to the David's locker (its coldness the only thing keeping him cognisant as Draco licks him open), to the bench Draco is sitting on (and the scuff marks it left on the floor from being… pushed).

Catching Draco's eyes is an accident, but it seals Harry's fate either way.

He's doomed: a future repeat offender.

other days: tumblr / ao3

Can i say something problematique for terminally online millenials and people born after that point: I think the seeming lack of ability or willingness to call one another and chat on the phone with friends unprompted or out of the blue contributes to whatever hellish loneliness everyone is talking about feeling these days. Say what you want about boomers and old people but those guys mostly knew how to keep in touch with each other. Idk man call a bitch today

Once you start thinking about humans as a species in a biome, it affects your entire way of looking at normal things.

The other day I referred to female morning joggers as an 'indicator species' in that if you see women jogging in the dark it means that the environment provides migration pathways (sidewalks, clear signs) and doesn't have any known predators of female morning joggers (guy with knife, bear, BigTruck, male morning joggers).

Though, I think that people consider framing humans as animals reacting to their environment as rude.

Another day of harry simping over his dearest enemy

You’re telling me that in a series with the main lesson being the power of love, Harry saving the day with Draco’s wand is supposed to mean nothing????

if you are lucky you will love someone and their hair will thin and their breasts will sag and you will kiss them everywhere over and over again