fluxweed and knotgrass

flux 🌿 she/they hp fic sideblog might contain nsfw content def contains foul language anti-jkr 🏳️‍⚧️ my fic tag

[lavenderpanic]

all of my writing is actually just thinly-veiled fantasy about being seen at your worst and still being loved

[heartoftheserpent]

ok i was curious (and on a non-insignificant amount of medication) about whether Harry refers to Voldemort or Sirius as "handsome" more often so i decided to count how many times people/things are referred to as "handsome" in all 7 books. i didn't count things that are referred to as NOT handsome or as No Longer Handsome or Once Might Have Been Handsome, just times Harry (or someone else) refers to someone as handsome. draw what conclusions you like. I did not count "beautiful" or "gorgeous" or "good-looking" just "handsome."

Sorcerer’s Stone: 0 handsomes for people (1 for a book)

Chamber of Secrets: Fawkes: 1 (by Albus), Voldemort: 1 (by Albus) Lockhart: 1

Prisoner of Azkaban: a book: 1, Hermes the owl: 1, a staircase: 1, a Christmas tree: 1, Sirius: 2

Goblet of Fire: Cedric: 4, Madame Maxime: 2, a fire: 1, Lockhart: 1

Order of the Phoenix: a statue: 2, Hermes the Owl: 1, an armchair: 1, Sirius: 2, an egg: 1, a quill: 1

Half-Blood Prince: Hermes the owl: 1 (GET IT TOGETHER HARRY), a book: 1, Firenze: 1, a house: 1, Tom Riddle Sr: 4, Tom Riddle: 6, Ron: 1 (by Slughorn), Bill: 2 (by his mom), Madame Maxime: 1

Deathly Hallows: a house: 1, a mantlepiece: 1, a room: 1, Sirius: 3, a statue: 1, Grindelwald: 2, Voldemort: 1, a wand: 1

Final count:

Ron: 1

Firenze: 1

Staircases: 1

Rooms: 1

Fawkes: 1

Fires: 1

Christmas trees: 1

Armchairs: 1

Quills: 1

Eggs: 1

Wands: 1

Mantlepieces: 1

Houses: 2

Lockhart: 2

Bill: 2

Grindelwald: 2

Statues: 3

Hermes the Owl: 3

Madame Maxime: 3

Cedric: 4

Tom Riddle, Sr: 4

Sirius: 7

Tom Riddle, Jr./Voldemort: 8

however one of the Voldemort ones is from Albus so HARRY refers to Sirius and Voldemort as "handsome" the exact same number of times thank u for coming to my ted talk

[eeniiart]

Stay.

[no-arc]

retrograde II (48 words)

They’re on the floor, wands abandoned, a crowd forming. Draco’s fists shake. Potter chokes something underneath him, mouth bloody. This is bad. It’s going on Draco’s record. His probation officer will— “I said,” Potter pants, locking eyes with him, “is that all you’ve got?” Draco punches him again.

Part I

prompt from @drarrymicrofic | my Drarry microfic collection on Ao3

[transformativeworks]

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[drarryplus]

2026 Masterlist

And the first year of Drarry+ Fest is officially in the books! We had sixteen amazing works, featuring a wide range of different plus ones (and twos and threes). Thank you to everyone who prompted, created, read, reblogged, and gave these works love - you were all such an integral part of making this fest a success!

The Space Between Right and Real | E | 9k | by @digthewriter

It’s Always Dark in Grimmauld Place | E | 7.5k | by @swoontodeath

Come for Us | E | 3k by @maraudersaffair

Charlie and His Demons | E | 3k | by the_prettiest_w0lf_star

Almost Goodbye | M | 2.8k | by clear_northern_skies

george weasley accidentally falls in love | T | 3k | by @badgerinbloom

and there he is | T | 1k | by @mihorina

Paracelsus’ Theorem of Unknowing E | 45k | by @coppercatbird

Count the Cost | E | 4k | by pricklycauldron

Ménage à Quatre | E | 16k | by @devious--muffin

The Malfoy Heir | E | 6k | by @lexi-leckstar

Borrowed Youth | E | 6k | by @nosestuckinabookwrites

Magic in the Flesh | E | 11k | by enbyguous

the horizon tries, but it's just not as kind on the eyes | T | 2.8k | by @sex-drugz-rockroll

Fanfic'dd | E | 28k | by pbquil

Louder for his Absence | E | 2.5k | by @greattemptation

[chainmaiden-deactivated20260205]

'top or bottom???' wrong ‼️⚔️which one of you is the loyal dog come living weapon and which one of you has the lethal pout and divinity complex ???

[fluxweeed]

what i think ao3 comment discourse should be: there is no right or wrong way to tell someone you liked something they made! if a fic moved you in any way, it would almost def be meaningful for both you and the writer if you told them! you don’t have to stress about making a “good” comment; anything will be appreciated! the joy of this medium is that you can directly talk to the person who wrote your fav fic! there’s literally no need to be intimidated or feel like fic writers are on a different level to readers bc we’re all just chunks floating in fandom soup! supporting your fellow soup chunks is fun and nice! 🥰

what ao3 comment discourse actually is: commenting is how you pay us writers for the work we did for you. if you don’t comment, us writers will stop writing, because otherwise what would be the point? if you spend any amount of time with a fic, you owe the writer a positive comment (we writers don’t owe you a reply though obv). it’s ok if you don’t make fic or fanart but then your job is to comment. we writers are checking our inboxes 4 times a day for comments. if we don’t get enough comments on our fic we feel worthless; is that what you want? you have to comment otherwise you’re the reason fandom is worse now. comment. i need comemnt. give comemte now pleeeeeees

[ao3commentoftheday]

you're not turning your fandom hobby into a job are you? giving yourself deadlines and quotas that you have to meet? focusing on the numbers instead of your enjoyment of the act of creation?

[zlarirosa]

[ mafia au ]

smoke break.

[landwriter]

just wanted to thank fandom, and in particular everybody who has ever let me a long heartfelt comment on my fic, because experiencing that as a creator of things has made me realize i myself am going through life as a coward. not only has your commenting materially changed me & encouraged me to write, but it has also made me change how i engage with all kinds of art because i cannot un-learn how powerful those kinds of comments can be.

i went to a show on the weekend and loved a band - big enough to tour nationally, small enough to be the opener at a $20 bar show. we chatted and i bought merch and it was perfectly lovely but i’d listened to their album since getting tickets and have come to love it in a much more specific and personal way than “awesome set, you guys were great”

in the past i would not have done anything with these feelings, and if i shared them with anyone it would have been my friends - certainly not the band. but instead i wrote them a long and earnest message the next day. embarrassing! horrible! but knowing what it has meant to me to receive such a message made me push through it and hit send even while wanting to pitch myself into a pit of personal mortification.

but what do you know, lo and behold, shocking no one except the cop and coward in my head, the lead singer replied thanking me, and talked more about their plans and music, in an even longer wall of text.

it’s things like this that keep me going as an artist, he said. thank you again, my heart is so full

anyways, so is mine, thinking of all the people who have told me exactly how something i shared made them feel, and made me confront how pointless and miserly it is to sit on my feelings and gratitude just because i am shy of showing them; what a sad dead end for the transformative touch of creation, when it could be reflected right back into the heart of the person who reached out into your guts in the first place.

here’s to those who keep it all going, and in doing so, spread it to the rest of us, rolling outward and outward, filling up hearts.

[sugar-petals]

saw someone say they feel bad and awkward ‘contributing nothing’ to fandom (“no fics, no drawings, no theories, just gluttony”) and to anyone who feels inferiority over this i gotta say us creators doing things for free love nothing more than your unbridled spiralling greed in our notifications aka genuinely be more unapologetically gluttonous 24/7 there is nothing wrong with enjoying something insatiably because us creators feel empty and despairing without a passionate audience and feral surroundings so please and thank you and we love you

[elveny]

But please PLEASE let us know. don’t glutton in silence. fandom is community. Talk to creators or other fans - even if that “talk” is just a keysmash in the tags or a full queue. share your love. that’s all we need.

[karasuno910]

I should've maybe rendered this one out a little more, but here we are. Can you tell im obsessing over vampire drarry lately?

[prophetic-writer]

“What if I write it and it’s bad-”

WHAT IF YOU WRITE IT AND ITS GOOD? WHAT IF YOU WRITE IT AND ITS EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANTED? WHAT THEN????

[decaflondonfog]

Very intrigued about forbidden fruit 👀

HI LOVELY! thank you for asking about my silly wips <3 <3 <3

okay so hmmmm forbidden fruit does currently not have a single actual word of fic written for it but i do have an insane amount of notes that i'm going to try to condense for you instead of going into Yap Turbo Mode

the concept can be essentially boiled down to Everyone Is Conflicted But Also Horny jkgkgjfghk i guess i'm gonna put this under a read more for people who don't vibe with fictional incest:

Kevin: much like in canon Kevin knows Wymack is his dad but also like... can he be sure? (this is his favourite excuse) and he doesn't know him, there's no connection there. he should turn down Wymack's advances because he might not even be his real dad! and Kevin did like, randomly turn up at his door to be rescued... sleeping with him is the least he can do... (also he really wants to)

Wymack: well this is fucked up because on the one hand he's Kayleigh's kid (wrong) and on the other hand he's Kayleigh's kid (hot)... he may as well try his luck because the kid is probably not even interested this doesn't have to become a thing

it's gonna be nasty and wymack is going to call kevin 'kid' all the time, tbd whether i think it's too on the nose to throw a 'daddy' in there too lmaoooooo

[fluxweeed]

WIP snip

thank u @uncannycerulean for tagging me in a @ficwip snippet post, which is much less intimidating than a "post something you wrote recently" tag because the prompt word means i don't have to choose a good bit 😅

the prompt word is VISIT – here's a bit from chapter 6/20 of the "harry makes friends with the slytherins while polyjuiced" WIP i've been mentioning for approx 5 years (🙄😵‍💫🤢) but desperately want to post this year

“…worried you were caught up with that attack on Gringotts!” Millie says, and Harry flinches so much his shoulder bumps into Draco, who wraps his hand around Harry’s wrist as if he’s afraid Harry is about to make a run for it. “The Prophet said the only people hurt were goblins,” Theo points out. “Well, we don’t know he’s not a goblin, do we?” Millie says. “He’s Polyjuiced.” “Are you a goblin?” Goyle asks Harry, his brow furrowed. “Of course he’s not a goblin,” Parkinson says. “Polyjuice doesn’t work on goblins.” “How do you know?” Millie says. “Have you seen a goblin take Polyjuice?” “I don’t have to see a goblin take Polyjuice to know—” The words echo around the inside of Harry's head like his skull is made from the damp stone of the Gringotts tunnels. Maybe he should have taken another day to rest before coming back. It’s too much: the lights and the noise and the people. And the guilt. He didn’t realise they’d be worried. They shouldn’t be worried. They were never supposed to— He could tell them. He could tell them right now. He could interrupt Parkinson with a quiet “I was at Gringotts, actually.” He could explain what he was doing this week—why he’s still bleary-eyed and twitchy today—why he’s wearing a different face. He doesn’t even have to come fully clean. He could just tell them that he’s an Auror. It’s unlikely that they know every member of the department. None of the others are as famous as Harry is. Or maybe he could just tell them his address. He could make them swear not to visit, but would promise to write back if they ever needed to contact him. That way they can know he’s okay if he ever disappears again. If they still care by then. But then he imagines Millie earnestly knocking on November’s door with a surprise breakfast only to be confronted with a sleep-rumpled Harry Potter. He imagines Draco leaving one of his trinkets on the doorstep, unable to stop himself peering through the window and getting an eyeful of Harry in his pants, staring dully at the television. He imagines Parkinson Apparating over first thing tomorrow to make absolutely sure he’s not a spy sent by their parents. He feels sick. “Anyway,” Draco says, reaching out to tuck a wayward strand of long brown hair behind Harry’s borrowed ear. “Goblin or not, you’re back now, so it doesn’t matter. Want to dance?”

[ficwip]

this week's word is...

✨ VISIT ✨

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How to play: Find the word in any WIP and share the sentence containing it. Reply, reblog, stick it in the tags, tag us in a new post, or keep it private. All fandoms, all ships, all writers welcome.

[uncannycerulean]

A snippet from Chapter 2 of my Fred/Hermione long fic!

“And who might your lovely friend be, then?”  Hermione looked up just in time to see Zachary gesture towards her, his smile both inquisitive and slightly unfocused, and she tensed. Fred however seemed entirely unaware of her rising panic. “Oh, where are my manners!” he exclaimed cheerily. If there had been a table, Hermione would have kicked his shin under it. What was he doing?  “This is Raya, we met when I visited Charlie in Bulgaria,” Fred said with an easy smile, and even had the audacity to wink at her. “Nice to meet you,” Hermione said, playing for time and covering her surprise. She knew barely anything about Bulgaria! Or about Charlie’s job, for that matter.  “Likewise,” said Zachary and stepped a little towards her, the three of them now forming a lopsided triangle. “So you work with dragons then, too?” “Oh no, not at all,” Hermione said with a small laugh. Her thoughts were racing, ideas born and discarded in an instant. It almost felt like her NEWTs again. And just like in her exams, she suddenly knew exactly what to say. “At least, not live ones. I’m a taxidermist, you see.” Zachary blinked. “A… taxidermist?”

tagging @glassf1re @moonmanatee @apricitydays-lazynights and @fluxweeed because you're amazing cheerleaders and nothing would get done without you - maybe u wanna play too?