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I was never attention's sweet center... EFF THE EFFING EFF OFF FASCISTS 凸(｀0´)凸 BOURGEOIS DEGENERATE!Problematic Bisexual Aro/Ace gender non-conforming queer 🏳️‍⚧️Trans Mom🏳️‍⚧️ (੭•̀ω•́)੭̸*✩⁺˚JKR IS A MOLDY WART Drarry Fic rec blog (ෆ ͒•∘̬• ͒)◞ Forever shipping Drarry (⁎⁍̴ڡ⁍̴⁎) (and apparently I post a lot about celebrity deaths?(∩⌣̀_⌣́) who knew?) Blog Est 2010

[seabeck]

Oregon forest snail

[funstyle]

Gaga couldve just said lets have some fun this beat is sick i wanna take a ride on your penis dick. But she went with disco stick because shes a what? poet.

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Idek how many wildfires there are in my vicinity rn ヽ(ﾟДﾟ)ﾉ

[xylocopae]

starting a collection

[vkeyqqq]

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Oscar-Winning Actress Brenda Fricker, Beloved for Her Role as ‘Pigeon Lady’ in Home Alone 2, Dies at 81

Brenda Fricker has died at age 81

The actress won an Academy Award in 1990 for her role in My Left Foot alongside Daniel Day-Lewis

She was most widely recognized, though, for her role as the pigeon lady in Home Alone 2.

In a statement to BBC, Fricker’s agent Phil Belfield said: “We will never see her like again and the world is lesser for the lack of her.”

“I was honoured to know, love and work with her and she will always have a place in my heart and in the heart of so many film and TV fans the world over,” he added.

Per Hello!, Belfield said the actress passed away following a period of ill health.

[catchymemes]

Astronaut tweets

[hugaddict]

anyone else wanna hug astronaut Reid Wiseman and weep?

[krystal-prisms]

This is so cool

[anxietyproblem]

[gifs-of-puppets]

The Muppet Show (1976-1981)

[zendeyas]

Zendaya wearing MATIERES – New York premiere of The Odyssey

[sublimepeachtriumph]

The fashion house that designed the dress is founded by two people who established their brand as a direct reaction to the 2013 Rana Plaza factory collapse in Bangladesh in which 1,134 garment workers in international fast fashion (mainly low paid women) were killed when an 8 story building collapsed because of heavy machinery negligently placed within a structurally unsound edifice. "By adopting a highly shocking, ironic, and non-glamorous name {Fecal Matter}, they sought to force consumers to buy their clothes for quality and originality rather than just a prestigious brand name. Their work often uses unsettling aesthetics to critique fashion elitism and corporate greed."

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Hal Williams, ‘227’ Star and ‘Sanford and Son’ Regular, Dies at 91

Hal Williams, who starred in '227' and was a series regular on 'Sanford and Son,' has died. He was 91

Hal Williams, the TV veteran who appeared in American sitcom staples like “227” and “Sanford and Son,” has died, according to his manager. He was 91.

[a-silly-poll-side-blog-yay]

the last food you ate is your nickname now how is it going

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Remaining time: 1 day 12 hours

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Chapters: 22/22 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Minerva McGonagall, Narcissa Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy Additional Tags: Male Slash, kitten fic, Mystery, Humor, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Complete Series: Part 1 of Paws of Fury Summary:

“Bellow, bluster… your rage is insignificant. No more than the mewing of a kitten. Do not be afraid. He will save you. Calm you. Love you.” 

Harry has a furry little problem – but Draco’s scent soothes the savage beastie. Will Draco be able to save him when Harry’s world begins to crumble? Bubbles, blowjobs, mystery – and something rotten in the place of Grimmauld. Yes, yes - it’s a Kitten!Harry fic. I know what you’re thinking - but it was there and I had to get it out of my system. Give it a chance.

Excerpt:

“What are you up to, Malfoy?” Harry’s tone was undeniably accusatory.

Draco’s brow furrowed momentarily. Surely Potter realized he was on his way down to his office on the third level. The Obliviators worked with the Aurors frequently, and Draco had been at the Ministry for over three years now. Just as he was about to answer, the bell chimed to indicate that they’d reached level three. Before the door could open, Potter slammed his hand against the button that would keep it closed. Draco felt slightly annoyed. He didn’t know what Potter’s current issues were, but he’d done nothing to warrant such rude behavior.

“I’m just going to my office, Potter,” Draco said simply.

Harry was immediately angered at Malfoy’s composure. Surely he should be offended that Harry was questioning him with obvious suspicion as he might have done back at school? He’d have to try harder.

“Your office.” Harry’s tone was snide, and he thought he saw a twitch along Malfoy’s jaw. “How you ever came to work at the Ministry I’ll - oh, right. The Malfoy money hard at work.”

“Enough of this, Potter. I have work-”

“Oh, yes – your work!” Harry’s voice was rising in pitch and volume now. “Obliviating! Probably could have bought yourself any job at the Ministry, and you chose to be an Obliviator. Why, that’s almost like having free rein to mess with the minds of Muggles. Perfect for someone who used to be a D-”

“DON’T SAY IT!” Draco finally lost his cool and wasn’t certain how he managed to keep from drawing his wand.

“Or what??” Harry shouted back. “What will you do? Hit me? Come on then! Hex me? DO IT! YOU -”

Mid-shout, a quick flash of light engulfed Potter’s body. Draco caught Potter’s look of surprise as he began to go fuzzy - or… furry? And then Potter was gone. The chime sounded as the door began to open now that Potter’s hand was no longer on the button to hold it closed.

“Meow?”

If Draco had been thinking clearly at the moment, he might have wondered what the assembled group waiting to board the lift imagined when the door finally opened. There he stood staring down in disbelief at a tiny black kitten. Said kitten was turning about in frantic circles making an unbelievably annoying racket.

The wizards and witches hesitated only a silent moment before moving all at once to board the lift. Some muttered complaints about the hold up, but most just watched with amusement while the kitten proceeded to climb up the soon to be ruined robes of the impeccably-dressed Draco Malfoy.

—

My friends, if you have not read this classic fic, you absolutely need to do so right now. I love it. How can you resist kitten!Harry? 😍

[dewitty1]

You can’t resist the power of kitten!Harry!

Excerpt:

He startled a bit as Draco’s cool hand again smoothed his brow. “Still trying to pet the kitten?” Harry asked, trying to smile but not really pulling it off.

“Trying to rid you of that frown again. I am far too relaxed to allow you to frown. And we’ll have plenty of time for serious discussion once the Weasleys arrive.”

“So what should we talk about instead?” Harry asked, quite innocently Draco thought.

“I’m not sure that this situation requires any talking. At all.”

Draco’s hand was now caressing Harry’s cheek, so, so lightly. He could feel a blush start up his face. His breath seemed caught in his chest as Draco drew him closer.

Their lips came together in the most exquisite touch Harry had ever experienced. A gentle brush of softness. A breathless seeking of an intimate taste. Bodies melding against one another, Harry’s leading the way. He felt Draco’s hand slip into his unruly tangle of hair and almost thought he felt a purr building within him.

Draco felt Harry smile against his lips and his heartbeat quicken. Their mouths now moved with more determination. He slipped his tongue inside Harry’s mouth, stroking him with wet persistence. Harry’s soft moan was sweet and compelled Draco’s hips to shift forward, discovering a hardness that matched his own. Draco’s breathless cry echoed Harry’s. He wondered if it was it possible to expire from a kiss? Well, at least they’d die happy.

The feel of that hot, sweet tongue rubbing against his was a sensation that went straight to his cock. Harry slipped a hand down to cup Draco’s arse, pulling him closer in an effort to bring that delicious hardness more firmly against him while his own erection mimicked the rubbing motion of Draco’s tongue. Legs tangled like tongues, bodies strove to defeat that aching not-close-enough sensation. And then a knock at the door sent a shock through both of them that was actually painful.

“Fuck!” Harry exclaimed, breathing raggedly.

“Apparently not,” Draco sighed, also struggling to catch his breath.

They continued to hold on to each other as they worked to breathe normally again. Draco caught Harry’s gaze before placing a quick, soft kiss on his lips. A smile spread instantly across Harry’s face in response.

“Do you think we can convince them to come back later?” Harry asked.

Before Draco could answer, another knock sounded. With a grimace he said, “What do you think?”

“I think I’d better excuse myself to the loo for a few moments,” Harry said, finally disentangling himself from Draco. Standing, he offered his hand to help the blond do the same.

“Sure, leave me to answer the door with a raging hard-on.” Draco complained, but gestured toward the area with the stained-glass panels to direct Harry to his destination.

Harry grinned unrepentantly. “You’re a powerful wizard. You’ll think of something.” He turned to leave the room, calling back over his shoulder. “Maybe Ron and Hermione aren’t really all that observant.”

“Here I thought your arse was begging for something else when it only wanted to be hexed!” Draco called after him. He could have sworn he heard Harry laugh.

✩⃛( ͒ ु•·̫• ू ͒)❍♡*✧ ✰ ｡*

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Carey ‘W’Recs Wednesday(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ presents:

Paws of Fury by Veritas03

[borderlinereminders]

Every single person in this world has at some point made a mistake, likely embarrassed themselves, and likely done something they wish they could change.

Try not to dwell on these things. You can learn and grow from them. You can fix them when you can. You can take accountability where it's needed. But try not to get stuck in these things.

We're all human, and part of that means we're all imperfect.

[the-pen-pot]

I like to think that AO3 and fanfiction are a bastion against dead internet theory. Sure, there's the AI and the bots, but at its heart fandom is still a community of passionate people going "LOOK AT WHAT I MADE" and having people go "THAT'S SO COOL" right back.

So yeah. You wanna beat the bots? Make things. Comment. The internet's not dead as long as you're still here making noise.

[thememedaddy]

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Chapters: 22/22 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Minerva McGonagall, Narcissa Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy Additional Tags: Male Slash, kitten fic, Mystery, Humor, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Complete Series: Part 1 of Paws of Fury Summary:

“Bellow, bluster… your rage is insignificant. No more than the mewing of a kitten. Do not be afraid. He will save you. Calm you. Love you.” 

Harry has a furry little problem – but Draco’s scent soothes the savage beastie. Will Draco be able to save him when Harry’s world begins to crumble? Bubbles, blowjobs, mystery – and something rotten in the place of Grimmauld. Yes, yes - it’s a Kitten!Harry fic. I know what you’re thinking - but it was there and I had to get it out of my system. Give it a chance.

Excerpt:

“What are you up to, Malfoy?” Harry’s tone was undeniably accusatory.

Draco’s brow furrowed momentarily. Surely Potter realized he was on his way down to his office on the third level. The Obliviators worked with the Aurors frequently, and Draco had been at the Ministry for over three years now. Just as he was about to answer, the bell chimed to indicate that they’d reached level three. Before the door could open, Potter slammed his hand against the button that would keep it closed. Draco felt slightly annoyed. He didn’t know what Potter’s current issues were, but he’d done nothing to warrant such rude behavior.

“I’m just going to my office, Potter,” Draco said simply.

Harry was immediately angered at Malfoy’s composure. Surely he should be offended that Harry was questioning him with obvious suspicion as he might have done back at school? He’d have to try harder.

“Your office.” Harry’s tone was snide, and he thought he saw a twitch along Malfoy’s jaw. “How you ever came to work at the Ministry I’ll - oh, right. The Malfoy money hard at work.”

“Enough of this, Potter. I have work-”

“Oh, yes – your work!” Harry’s voice was rising in pitch and volume now. “Obliviating! Probably could have bought yourself any job at the Ministry, and you chose to be an Obliviator. Why, that’s almost like having free rein to mess with the minds of Muggles. Perfect for someone who used to be a D-”

“DON’T SAY IT!” Draco finally lost his cool and wasn’t certain how he managed to keep from drawing his wand.

“Or what??” Harry shouted back. “What will you do? Hit me? Come on then! Hex me? DO IT! YOU -”

Mid-shout, a quick flash of light engulfed Potter’s body. Draco caught Potter’s look of surprise as he began to go fuzzy - or… furry? And then Potter was gone. The chime sounded as the door began to open now that Potter’s hand was no longer on the button to hold it closed.

“Meow?”

If Draco had been thinking clearly at the moment, he might have wondered what the assembled group waiting to board the lift imagined when the door finally opened. There he stood staring down in disbelief at a tiny black kitten. Said kitten was turning about in frantic circles making an unbelievably annoying racket.

The wizards and witches hesitated only a silent moment before moving all at once to board the lift. Some muttered complaints about the hold up, but most just watched with amusement while the kitten proceeded to climb up the soon to be ruined robes of the impeccably-dressed Draco Malfoy.

—

My friends, if you have not read this classic fic, you absolutely need to do so right now. I love it. How can you resist kitten!Harry? 😍

[dewitty1]

You can’t resist the power of kitten!Harry!

Excerpt:

He startled a bit as Draco’s cool hand again smoothed his brow. “Still trying to pet the kitten?” Harry asked, trying to smile but not really pulling it off.

“Trying to rid you of that frown again. I am far too relaxed to allow you to frown. And we’ll have plenty of time for serious discussion once the Weasleys arrive.”

“So what should we talk about instead?” Harry asked, quite innocently Draco thought.

“I’m not sure that this situation requires any talking. At all.”

Draco’s hand was now caressing Harry’s cheek, so, so lightly. He could feel a blush start up his face. His breath seemed caught in his chest as Draco drew him closer.

Their lips came together in the most exquisite touch Harry had ever experienced. A gentle brush of softness. A breathless seeking of an intimate taste. Bodies melding against one another, Harry’s leading the way. He felt Draco’s hand slip into his unruly tangle of hair and almost thought he felt a purr building within him.

Draco felt Harry smile against his lips and his heartbeat quicken. Their mouths now moved with more determination. He slipped his tongue inside Harry’s mouth, stroking him with wet persistence. Harry’s soft moan was sweet and compelled Draco’s hips to shift forward, discovering a hardness that matched his own. Draco’s breathless cry echoed Harry’s. He wondered if it was it possible to expire from a kiss? Well, at least they’d die happy.

The feel of that hot, sweet tongue rubbing against his was a sensation that went straight to his cock. Harry slipped a hand down to cup Draco’s arse, pulling him closer in an effort to bring that delicious hardness more firmly against him while his own erection mimicked the rubbing motion of Draco’s tongue. Legs tangled like tongues, bodies strove to defeat that aching not-close-enough sensation. And then a knock at the door sent a shock through both of them that was actually painful.

“Fuck!” Harry exclaimed, breathing raggedly.

“Apparently not,” Draco sighed, also struggling to catch his breath.

They continued to hold on to each other as they worked to breathe normally again. Draco caught Harry’s gaze before placing a quick, soft kiss on his lips. A smile spread instantly across Harry’s face in response.

“Do you think we can convince them to come back later?” Harry asked.

Before Draco could answer, another knock sounded. With a grimace he said, “What do you think?”

“I think I’d better excuse myself to the loo for a few moments,” Harry said, finally disentangling himself from Draco. Standing, he offered his hand to help the blond do the same.

“Sure, leave me to answer the door with a raging hard-on.” Draco complained, but gestured toward the area with the stained-glass panels to direct Harry to his destination.

Harry grinned unrepentantly. “You’re a powerful wizard. You’ll think of something.” He turned to leave the room, calling back over his shoulder. “Maybe Ron and Hermione aren’t really all that observant.”

“Here I thought your arse was begging for something else when it only wanted to be hexed!” Draco called after him. He could have sworn he heard Harry laugh.

✩⃛( ͒ ु•·̫• ू ͒)❍♡*✧ ✰ ｡*

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Carey ‘W’Recs Wednesday(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ presents:

Paws of Fury by Veritas03