Heart For Porsche

𝗥𝗮𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗣𝗼𝗿𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗼’𝘀 𝗮 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 🫀 /fanfic writer/

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I N T R O D U C T I O N

So first things first, I’m 25 and female (I will not mention my real name, you can call me Luna if you want or just my username lol). Was so unsure to post on here since I’ve created this account three years ago to share my heartbeat. I have also a huge passion of mine — to become a Porsche factory driver in the coming future. Also, I’m a big Harry Potter fan! My house is Gryffindor. I also write fanfiction:

Cardiophile fanfic: Rush: A Harry Potter Motorsport AU Chapter guide to Rush

Anyway, reason is to actually just check up on myself every once in awhile and see how my little lady is doing and appreciate her. I’ve struggled with a lot of things in my life with responsibilities to my own health and with this motivation to check up on myself. I definitely need to workout. And since becoming a Porsche factory driver is my dream, as a sim racer. And on that note, I’m on a wheel and pedals and I’m absolutely thriving!

So with this account made, I must be more aware of myself and even not just physically, but mentally too. Even though this is to the world, seeing others share their heartbeats is a reminder to myself to appreciate how our bodies were made and on how fascinating the human body is and what it’s capabile of. Also with the idea of more self acceptance for myself that I am living and breathing human being with a heartbeat and that it’s okay to fail. This alone will help me go a long way with that mindset for my sim racing as well! Hehe. Sorry. I love my racing. But! There’s also something to add on to that.

The dream

I’ve always been the type of girl to love speed. Anything that gets my heart racing (pun intended) I enjoy. The sheer thrill of going over the edge and that is where I found my biggest passion — sports car racing. The adrenaline, the awareness of knowing your putting your body over the edge, the unknown of what will happen when battling against another driver... I love that feeling and racing gives me that feeling and it bugs me everyday knowing that I am currently unable to race due to money, however, that is my dream and I strive to achieve it!

You need to be so fit for and that includes being aware of your breathing and heart rate. But oh to go so fast around a track over 200kmh feeling like everything around you is going by slowly. Heart pounding, breathing heavily, heavy focus on one goal — to win... yes! Give me my Porsche GT3 Cup, GT3 R, and 963! Let’s go!

Two passions intertwined

So since I was a little girl, I’ve also had those rare occasions where I felt my heartbeat. It’s always interested me feeling the “lub dub” in my chest. These things just began to intertwine for me and it’s actually perfect because since I love the sense of speed and adrenaline with it, my dream job is to be a cardiothorasic surgeon and that makes a lot of money’s worth to get into sports car racing which is definitely expensive as ever! So that will indefinitely support my biggest passion. Two passions in one? Crazy right?! I’m very excited for my future, despite my personal mental issues, but I am a huge dreamer so that’s my goal. I’m trying to work through it!

Thank you for reading this far if you have. As you can tell I am super passionate about both!

Editing

Fun fact about me, I also do editing! I do photo and video edits and have been doing it for about 9 years. Time has flown by quickly!

The photo above is the Porsche 963 behind the human heart, portraying my passion for Porsche and the strong desire to become their factory driver.

My heart

I’ll try to say some info about my little lady.

She is a strong one with fire in her arteries. After getting an annual medical checkup about a year ago, my doctor remarked that I have a strong heart which was actually comforting to hear from her not gonna lie, knowing that my little lady is a strong and healthy one!

Strong and healthy speaks loudly about my passion for Porsche and racing for them as a factor driver, and that’s actually really heartwarming thinking about it because of how much of a passionate type person I am so it’s remarkable how she beats so strong and confident! I cherish that.

Cardiophilia intentions

I’m more on the light hearted (no pun intended) side of the cardiophilia. I just enjoy the functionality of the heart, and being fascinated with it, but I don’t mind some dark cardiopheila. It does, however, have limits. A lot of limits.

I have done a fanfic back in 2018 where I guess you could call it more on the dark side, but I do not involve myself physically in any of that, nor do I condone it. I’ll definitely write dark cardiophilia in some sort of form in books which I have in the past, as I’ve mentioned earlier, so anything else, I keep my little lady all out of harms way and treat her nicely. No resus, pressure, or poking. I do breathholds at times though, but other than that, I have one little heart so I must treat her well as she should be treated.

And side note: I am back into fanfiction writing again and I am one big Potterhead lol!

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It’s very interesting being a cardiophile. Just got home from watching the new spiderman and OH MY GOD IT WAS SO FUCKING GOOD. And as always, THIS SHIT GAVE ME THE FATTEST IDEAS FOR RUSH FOR A NEW BADDIE.

But I struggled watching it though because this one guy sat next to me and bro was like heavy breathing the ENTIRE FUCKING MOVIE and it was loud. Like it was so loud that it actually was audible during even the action scenes (not the heavier ones tho thank God so my brain had a break) but it was messing with my immersion in the movie. Okay, okay, okay, then you have certain breathing scenes in the movie and I get ehdiehrhdhdjsj you know? I squirm (not out of cringe). And then when you mingle a dude heavy breathing next to me and then the movie it’s like hooolyyyy shiiitttt my braaaainnnn (that’s when I cringe and lost my mind in my mind lmfao). But it’s funny because yes, I find that attractive (yes I’m 25 now fuck it I’m saying it lmfao because I know exactly how I feel about it) but when it’s just like a dude like that, it’s annoying. But it’s weird lmao. It’s like selective. It bothers me with certain people but other certain people (like in movies, racing, or whatever) I find it attractive w/ heartbeats. So… it’s funny that way. Anyone else like that?

K I’m rambling now exposing myself but I dunno. When you have a heart, you’ve got lungs so the two working together is like one unit and it’s poetically intimate. And then you’re trying to watch the damn movie when a heavy ass breather (bro wasn’t even mouth breathing) sitting right beside me with occasional feet kicking from my seat.

I’m watching it again and I’m watching it in the damn corner at the back. This shit was like overstimulating me lmfao. Love the movie, but Jesus Christ the quieter parts were hard to watch with this guy next to me lmfao.

But like there was this one part that was… I don’t even know how to describe it, but just only so human in its poetry by the element of breath and being alive and this fooookin guy ruined that moment lmfao. Anyway, that’s my funny rant for today. How it can be both annoying depending on the person, but also a beautiful life-giving thing—also depending on the person. 10000/10 Spider-Man movie. Totally would watch again.

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inside the heart

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Pro tip: watch your favourite movie and wear an iWatch or whatever you have to monitor your heart rate. It’s such a comforting thing. ALSO, my lowest heart rate was 53 omg omg 🥹🫀 I don’t think my heart rate has ever gone that low before so it’s interesting how calm it was. Then at the funny parts on my Harry Potter rewatch, my heart rate went up dudvdidndisbfhdjdj 🥹🫀

Then of course because it was that low I had to listen and I haven’t for a while and omg I just love how my heart accelerates whenever I inhale. It’s just the most wholesome thing like it’s dancing around my lungs 😭🫀

I should’ve written this into Rush man. Smh my head lol.

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HAPPEE BIRTHDAE TO HARRY JAMES POTTER—TO THE BEST BOY IN THE FRANCHISE AND DESERVES ALL THE LOVE AND SUPPORT 🫶🏼⚡️

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Update: for what it’s worth, I didn’t do that idea solely because researching the trauma doesn’t make sense to open up the chest and do OCM. It would be pointless. Damnit I wanted to do it though because of how significant it would be to Harry but rhdiejdhejdheebrh I had to have logic outweighing significance lmao. Also the chapter would be even longer going through the whole dialogue process and shit lmao. Well, probably on the seventh death I’ll do chest trauma for that to happen. And yes, seven. Because we’re already at FIVE LMAO. It’s just carrying the 7 somehow. The Harry Potter books have the theme of seven and I’ve put mine seven years after the war and then seven deaths… hm. Funny how that works lmao

At some point there will be open cardiac massage and Harry will melt if Ginny’s the one to do it omg. Like he’ll be so so so soft and tear up with all the emotions swirling inside and be like “what…? You physically touched my heart? Omg” 🫀🥺

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Sooo this chapter’s at 14k words in Rush and after Harry’s death, the question lies within me to give the decision IF Hermione actually did OCM on Harry. I’ve got the dialogue and scene already running in my brain and like 99% of the time I go with it. That’s why I’m looking up the comparison of chest compressions vs OCM and oh my god if I let Ginny say it, this is gonna open up a WHOLE can of worms where I won’t stop yapping and it’ll be like 22k words again.

I’m not a fan of doing “and so he said this and explained that” type of thing. I only do it whenever I actually don’t know what to say between the characters and it’s rare. So they just take over all the time LMAO. I really wanna add it because Harry’s just gonna get so emotional over it if Ginny had actually touched his heart just to try to get it going again. Wild, I know. Three years in the Muggle world and Hermione knows how to perform a tracheotomy perfectly on the first go and then OCM? Not that realistic but it’s fanfiction so fuck it lmao. It adds so much more depth and meaning though that’s the thing. Rush is so heavily on emotion instead of what’s realistic and logical. Well, there are many cases where it’s logical but I mean that because Harry’s gone through death five times now, bro should’ve had permanent brain damage LOL but eh it’s fanfiction! You just gotta beliiieveeeeee

My excuse is that (as I’ve actually mentioned in chapter 98) Hermione’s parents are canonically dentists so I thought, she would find a Muggle profession in emergency medicine. But I also mentioned that she pulled out because she would go for a lead engineer for Harry’s race team so she devoured herself into that. OH BOOOOYYY. Rush is my playground and me just adding shit like this proves it and it’s fun 😂

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It seems like a lot of you liked the last one of these I did, so here’s another! This is a video of my heart visibly hammering away after I walked up a very steep hill. There’s no heartbeat audio, but there is quite a bit of sound from both the wind and my breathing, so be careful with your headphones.

How fast does it look like my heart was beating? My watch said 197 bpm… (my poor filming admittedly makes it difficult to get that count — sorry about that!)

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Alright, I’m gonna be the first one to say it. Because I can feel and just know the vibe coming from this community has weighed a lot more lately on the negative and grim side of things. This may be controversial, it may not be, but take it as you will.

I get that this community is not what it once was—hell—even far less than it was just even a year ago. I’ve seen a massive uproar of drama of men being so rude and disgusting over women which causes them to leave, and actually, men have left as well because of this negative impact with the rise of disgusting remarks and AI slop. It’s disgusting, it’s heartbreaking to a community that’s actually fallen apart, but at the end of the day, what’s adding to the negative going to solve? Leaving is the part of the issue. It’s leaving more of a space for those toxic people to override this community instead of pushing back harder with love in our own spaces. Now, I get that the harassment is unacceptable and half of the time very hard to deal with, and that’s fine. I don’t blame anyone for leaving due to harassment. But why leave when certain people aren’t affected? We’ve got to help these people and rise back up again or else it’ll be just fading into the abyss with AI slop and toxic blogs who only give a shit about boobs and all that.

I say this from my heart because I am passionate about it. I know my words will only go so far in this community and choices are not up to me, they’re up to you. But this place is honestly where we can just talk about the same thing—about hearts and how fascinating they are and how much that organ keeps us alive. You talk about that elsewhere and people will straight up start avoiding you and call you a freak when you’re not. But that’s what this community is for. And it seems to me that a lot of people in this community have even forgot about the good things about it because of the negative energy.

And before anyone begins to tell me “there’s a discord” I know there is. I’ve never been invited to it first of all, but second of all, Tumblr is a place where you can create and connect. Discord is just a place of connection and maybe deeper intimacy since everything is more close rather than just shouting to the wall for the hell of it. Basically, Tumblr’s the equivalent to talking to yourself and being creative while Discord is straight up talking to others directly. There’s not much creativity behind it. Where would writers talk about their writing? Where do you post images? What if you just want to talk to a wall and vent. If that discord server has channels for that, then I’ll go there, but Tumblr has that creative control that my brain likes. I’ve always loved creating things, and that’s why I like this app (ON THE GOOD DAYS. Overall this app does suck lol).

But anyway, my point is, can we just spread love more often and focus more on our own beating hearts? The choice is in your hands and I’m just yapping, but at the end of the day, there’s too much negativity lately and that’s actually driving people’s passions away and nobody talks about that. In other words, don’t let these negative things drive you away from doing what you love. This is such a niche interest so it’s very fragile. What makes it stand strong is pushing harder with passion and love. I’m driven by passion so things like this just make me want to vent it out. For an interest being so intimate, it feels like it’s more depressing than not and that’s not how it should be, or ever should be. It should be comforting, peaceful, hell, even invigorating—not unsafe, judgemental, and more negative.

Thank you if you’ve read this far. I had to get it off my chest.

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What is it about cardiophilia that you like?

big organ…. makes noise as it pumps blood through it……. extremely hardcore tbh

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That big organ pumping so much blood is super cute and hot.

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How soothing and rhythmic the sounds are and how deeply emotional it actually is as it never lies. It’s poetic and comforting.

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Little snippet of a chapter of Rush I’m working on. Thought I’d break the grimness of today’s events in the cardiophilia community so here’s something wholesome and comforting to read. 🫀

CONTEXT After Harry’s fifth death, Ginny’s feeling traumatized over the horrific incident after the gurgling of blood in Harry’s throat and the hollowed and cold shell of his lifeless body. But Harry’s always there to comfort her with his own beating heart that speaks louder truth than words could ever be told.

Harry closed his eyes and sank deeper into the pillow, breathing steadily while Ginny's trembling hands clung to his bare torso and her tears warmed his chest. The stethoscope carried everything into him—the rich snap of his heart valves, the oceanic draw of air, the faint hitch of his own throat, the soft broken rhythm of Ginny's breathing against his skin—and all of it became one living, beloved sound. He soaked in every detail with quiet gratitude, sharing his organic music with the person who had waited for it, feared for it, loved it, and needed to hear it as desperately as he did.

Whoosh... thud-thud... whoosh...

"Listen to my heart speaking to you, my love," Harry murmured, and the words left him low and reverent, travelling through his chest before the stethoscope caught the vibration and carried it back into his ears, where his own voice folded around the rich, intimate snap of his valves like a whispered caress against the organ he cherished most. "Listen to the way it opens and closes for us, every thump-thump giving itself so patiently, so faithfully, trying to comfort both of us at once. Listen to how strong it still is, Gin. Listen to how much it has carried. My mother's love is in there, woven through every heartstring, every chamber, every part of its beautiful architecture, and it beats with everything I am. It never lies to me. It feels every fear, every ache, every bit of love I have for you, and it turns all of that into rhythm. Feel it, my love. Feel how alive it is beneath your ear. It's right here with us, speaking to you, loving you, holding you, and it won't stop until my true final breath comes and my heart gives its last sigh."

Ginny sniffed against his chest, and the sound went straight through him because he could hear the break in it, the way terror still clung to her even while her cheek rested against the living warmth of him.

"I didn't hear it," she murmured, her voice muffled against his skin. "Fuck, Harry... again, I heard nothing. No pulse... no breath... nothing. I listened over and over, and before that all I could hear was that horrible gurgling in your throat, all that blood, and you couldn't even breathe before you..." Her voice caught, and her fingers tightened against him until he felt her nails press into his skin. "Fuck... it was was horrifying. Do you have any idea how fucking horrifying it was to watch that? And five times. Five times, Harry. It doesn't... it doesn't feel real. I'm sorry—fuck—I'm sorry..."

Harry didn't answer her at once because words could not enter that wound quickly enough, and he knew it. He felt the tremor in her body where she lay pressed against him, the heat of her breath breaking unevenly over his bare chest, her grief gripping him with both hands as though he might disappear the moment she loosened her hold, and instead of rushing to soothe her with promises, he let his precious heartbeat speak first. It beat beneath her ear with patient devotion, rich, warm, and impossibly present, and Harry listened to it with her, letting the precious rhythm fill the silence between them.

Whoosh... thud-thud... whoosh...

His lungs drew air in gently, his valves closed and opened with their beloved snap, and the music of his body offered the truth more tenderly than his voice ever could.

"I know, my love," he murmured at last, each word shaped slowly, carefully, with the kind of softness he wished he could lay over every memory that had hurt her. He lifted his head enough to look down at her, his fingers threading into the fiery strands of her hair and stroking through them with the same devotion his heart gave beneath her cheek. "I know what it did to you. I know you had to watch me choking, hear me drowning in my own blood, feel for a pulse that wasn't there, and I hate that you had to carry that. But that isn't where I am now, Gin. That isn't the cold body you're holding anymore. I'm not choking now. I'm not fighting that hand around my throat. I'm not trapped in that awful sound, and I don't want you trapped there either." His thumb grazed her temple, slow and tender, smoothing the damp skin as though he could stroke the terror away by touch alone. "Breathe with me, my love. Feel every inch of my living body to your heart's content. Follow the rhythm of air in my lungs. Let the rhythm of my beating heart guide you like it always guides me. Let it guide you back here. Back to me. Breathe."

He let the warmth of those words settle over her before he fell quiet again, because he trusted the rhythm under her cheek more than he trusted anything else in the world. His precious heartbeat continued its tender speech in steady, rhythmic thumps, and he felt Ginny's breath shudder once against his chest, then again, uneven and aching as he felt her effort to try obeying him. He opened his lungs wider for her, drawing in a slow, deliberate breath through parted lips, and the deep inward rush filled the stethoscope with a peaceful, oceanic sound that wrapped around the firm snap of his valves. Beneath Ginny's face, his chest lifted; beneath his own fingertips, his pulse answered; beneath his ribs, his loyal heart gave another devoted thump-thump, and Harry released the breath slowly, letting her feel the calm rhythm of him leaving and returning to himself.

"I know," Ginny whispered, still sobbing, though her breathing had begun to reach for his rhythm. "I know... I love you, Harry."

"I love you too," he answered, and his voice rumbled through the tubing in a low, living vibration that braided itself around the sound of his precious heartbeat until the words felt less spoken than carried by the organ itself. "And so does my heart. It feels you, Gin. It always does."

AUTHOR’S NOTE:

I always gravitate to “thump-thump” as my own comforting translation of the heart, but notice how I used “thud-thud”? Because Ginny’s on Harry’s chest, he moved the chest piece for her more upwards, so he’s listening to a different tempo of his own heartbeat with the sound in the pulmonary artery compared to the tricuspid or mitral that’s a deeper resonance… I think it’s deeper? Or hmm… that’s what I went with anyway lol.

What I SHOULD have done from the very beginning of Rush is give Harry respiratory sinus arrhythmia (like I have) because it’s a sign of a very healthy heart. That would’ve been one wholesome detail but I never even thought of it lol. I’d have to find this since chapter 47 (because that’s where it all began) and add in his heart speeding up every time he inhales. I should’veeeeee. Oh well lol.

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Oh boy this community has turned majorly depressing now. It’s so much thinner than it used to be. People just keep leaving and apparently more freaks are on here now and of course AI slopped videos.

This is all of our one and only place to express how we feel when others would think it’s weird… sigh.

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It do be like that sometimes though until I realize what I write and how unique it is that nobody else would do in the Harry Potter fandom and that yes, it is special that I just feel all that. You know, getting deep into the emotions and psychology of a character—all that compelling stuff with the theme of heartbeats. It’s honestly unique and despite being different and lacking things in certain areas, my brain is creative and I can never deny that about myself and I do love it. With what I’ve created out of Rush, I just know for a fact that (while someone talked about cakes) I’ve got one cake. It just has to be. I cannot see any other Harry Potter fan who expresses the theme of hearts in their fics and openly does it without fear. I do it because… well, it ain’t the first time it’s happened and I always include death with the following of hearts (Unseen Shadows for example BEFORE Rush). But it’s wild how the brain is and comes up with the craziest stuff. But I love it.

So it just goes to show that nobody else is like you and that’s okay. Because we’re all different and are meant to just do what we love instead of letting people dictate how we should be. So, if anyone writes fics and wants to make it cardiophile centred, DO IT! Seriously, you’d be surprised how much you drop the restrictions when you don’t care what others think. Every single chapter is just cardiophile city in Rush. But of course because now it’s etched into the main character so yes, logically it makes sense now and it’s habitual and all that with meaning. It’s soft and heartwarming (literally) and without these restrictions, passion goes so far.

Rush isn’t that big, if anything, it’s soooo small and niche, but I love it and what I do with it because it’s unique and totally what I’d write. It’s all about expressing yourself and what you love.

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Your protagonist's flaw isn't supposed to be charming. If readers find the flaw endearing, it's not actually costing the character anything, which means it's not a flaw, it's a personality quirk wearing a flaw's clothes. A real flaw should make the reader wince a little, should make them go "please don't do that" and then watch the character do it anyway. That wince is the whole point of writing one.

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Yes! I love me some realness from the protagonist. Like yeah, most people are afraid to put them in a reasonless position where readers would hate them, but that’s exactly how the character’s gonna eventually grow from their mistakes. It’s how you make them more real and breathable rather than painting them as “perfect” which isn’t realistic. I can think of times in Rush about Harry being indulged in the darker side of things that’s forced him to adapt and dig deeper into the dark because his new enemies are worse than the one he defeated seven years ago. But then he goes into this psychotic loop of addiction because he’s addicted to adrenaline and the feel of his heart slamming against his chest because that’s what makes him feel so alive. It’s a good thing, but then it becomes so addictive that it makes his visual outlook blinded by darker things, like torturing his school bully because he now has the power of the authority and abuses that power when his adrenaline makes him blind. Yes, that’s out of character, but seven years after the war and having to adapt to deeper things, it’s decently valid, let alone him dying four times, coming back and also being a professional race car driver. So yeah, his adrenaline rush would get the best of him even on the darker side at times. Because I want him to breathe and be real so that readers don’t have to see him as “perfect” because he isn’t. But as it stands, because of his power, it comes with responsibility and that’s also the theme I put in there as well and as the leader of the law enforcement, he needs to be careful before the whole department fears him in the wrong way. And that’s what I love about writing. I really enjoy writing him and it’s been a blast in Rush! Currently writing more 👀

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LMFAO NOT HARRY’S EARS PERKING AT EMILY’S BIOLOGY LESSON

Girl thinks it’s so boring while Harry’s like “oh well that’s interesting” LMAO. Only Harry would lmao

Also, here’s a fun fact, I’ve based the “mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell” off of my own biology class that I STILL REMEMBER YEARS AGO lol. So this chapter in Rush has quite the personal inspiration for this lol!

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⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ RUSH a harry potter motorsport au

113; rivers run red: part one SUMMARY With the rest of the day now forecasted to be bright and relaxed, Harry reunites with Emily who had just came back from school. His legs need to move and his lungs need fresh air which the forest calls to him. With Emily by his side, it's the perfect time to just talk to the one who he calls little sister... but is anything ever normal? wc: 10.4k rating: mature content: heartwarming, suspense, cardiophilia, disturbing themes characters: Harry Potter, Emily Fletcher, Ron Weasley

Emily let out a dramatic, exaggerated huff. "Gosh, it makes me wish I could do that instead of going to bloody school every day just to learn about fractions, algebra, and bleh. Math is just absolute rubbish. We spend countless hours of our lives memorizing formulas instead of learning things that actually matter."

Harry let out an amused, low hum through his throat, his fingertips stroking his precious heartbeat in tender little motions. "Well, we are fortunate in that sense." His voice softened. "I went to a Muggle primary school before Hogwarts, y'know. I don't remember much of it, though. Too much else was going on in my life back then, and it didn't help that I was bullied there either. Hard to focus on lessons when your childhood's already... occupied with other things that weren't so fortunate." He glanced at her again. "What did you learn about today?"

"Well," she sighed, as though reliving through the entire ordeal. "Math for the first period, obviously. That's where we learned more useless algebra... er... then there was history, which was also completely boring... er... English... meh... literature... and then we had biology at the end of the day."

That caught his interest more fully, and his eyes flickered with a subtle sharpness before settling ahead again as the trees drew closer. "Biology? What about?"

"Eh," she shrugged her shoulders half-heartedly. "Cells. Mr. Whitfield made us repeat it like three times. It honestly felt like we were attempting to perform some weird ritual to summon the mitochondria for it to suddenly appear bigger on the board." She muttered before dropping her vocal register into a nasally, mocking imitation of her instructor. "'The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell.' Ugh! Give me a bloody break. It's so completely useless to my life."

"Hm," Harry murmured, a slow smile gracing his features. "Well, personally, I think that's brilliant."

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When your recent comment said on your fic that they missed Harry having a smartwatch instead of being obsessed with his heartbeat

Oops lol

I’m having fun though lmao. Also, yes it makes sense because the poor thing died like five times now (yes I said five) so it makes sense because he flirts with death. All the excuses making it cardiophile LOL. But it’s just unique though because I know for a fact nobody else writes like that or puts emotions into something like that at all. It’s also why I write it. It’s all to express resilience and you know, keep going type of thing as the heart holds so much emotion so it’s poetic in a way. I’m having an absolute blast with it. Not talking about this comment, but if other people (and I’m talking in general) don’t like that then that’s fine. I started Rush for myself first and foremost. Though it does feel sucky at times to see popular fics while mine has never been popular. But then again, the more popular, the more opinions happen and I’m very well set in where Rush is going. It’s all about character consistency!! Also it’s comforting lol (like this current chapter OMG)

I’m probably like the only cardiophile in the Harry Potter fandom. Only me would come up with headcannoning that Harry would have some sort of a connection to his heartbeat because he’s dealt with death (and I mean in canon). It makes seeeenseeeee