#gnarf rambles

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ADHD

Finishing your work in half the time that you're supposed to work

But not getting paid enough to do more

Just pay me for a full-time job, give me the full-time workload, but let me work part-time because that's enough to finish this shit.

Fucking capitalism

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As a kid I wanted to be able to read like Meggie and Mo from Inkheart. To breathe life into a story, that was the dream.

Happy to say I achieved that goal by writing fic instead.

Happy weekend to all creators and fans on this godforsaken platform!

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Watching Chamber of Secrets rn and young Tom ist so fucking dramatic™ ✨

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So just in case some of my new followers have missed this:

This blog, aka I, supports and loves the trans community. My heart belongs to the LGTBQ+ community.

I do not support JK Rowling and her views on this topic.

Trans men are men, trans women are women.

Genderfluid people are wonderful

Everyone belongs here

Especially Ace and Aro folks

Gatekeepers and TERFs can fuck right off

Thanks for coming to my ted talk.

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I want a fic about muggle born kids, maybe even Hermione, coming to Hogwarts and realising that technology doesn't work there.

I want them to be heartbroken that their Tamagotchi is dying and that there's nothing they can do about it.

I want the butterfly hairclips and the ridiculous outfits. Trading cards and sticker collections.

I want pens that smell like strawberry when you write, and Snape who has to deal with strawberry smelling essays.

I want glitter on literally everything and the elves complaining that not even they can clean stuff that's covered in it.

I want boy bands and girl bands, kids singing their songs while they try to deal with the fact that they won't hear anything from their favourites while they're at school.

Where are the beanie babies, the messages written on loo walls, and in the later years the occasional malfunctioning furby because if something survives the magic at Hogwarts it's those little fucks who'll just randomly scream at night.

I want the 90s represented in Hogwarts. All the cringe I had to suffer through.

Is that too much to ask for?

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Gnarf’s 2020

and what a fucking year that was... Anyways, let’s talk about the good things, shall we?

I made it through 2020 alive and without going insane! Yay! So lets see what else I did. (This is a long post)

In the beginning of 2020 I said I won’t participate in many fests. Only three or something like that. Lets check how that went!

Fests Gnarf participated in: 9

@lockdownfest @lcdrarry @hd-wireless @hpfluff-fest @hd-hurtfest @hd-fan-fair @hd-erised @gameofdrarry in drarropoly @wireless-festive-minifest​

Haha yup, three. Sounds legit. I also wandered off to try if I can art! No worries, I gave that up :D Mad respect to all Artists, arting is exhausting and the progress is too slow for me.

If you really want to check out my attempts, here’s what made its way onto AO3:

Dont Blink! for LCDrarry, it includes the Angels from Doctor Who and was a pain in the arse.

If you knew... was made for H/D Wireless and has the armiest arm i ever saw, very proud of that one. Its also the last thing I made.

Home Sweet Home was also made for H/D Wireless, and the first bigger art piece I tried my hand on.

A muffled groan which is rather explicit and I entirely forgot about making it :D it has a ficlet going with it too.

(I think theres other Art stuff here with the tag #gnarf draws or something)

I reached my yearly goal of writing 100k words once again!

Fics and Ficlets I wrote this year: 20(ish)

Better Side of the Bed (Lock Down Fest, T, 2k)

It was all Malfoy's fault. Harry could be at the Burrow right now, but instead he was trapped in Malfoy's tiny flat. All because that dick couldn't stop bothering him about a stupid life debt he didn't even care about.

Doing What's Best (G, ~800 words)

Lucius looked down at the little bundle currently sleeping in Narcissa's arms and felt terror shoot through his body. A little boy, his hair so white it was nearly invisible. Born only a few hours ago, taking his first breath in the light of the rising sun. Narcissa had whispered a welcome, her eyes wet, her smile bigger than ever. But they both knew, even though temporarily safe, he really wasn't. Draco was born into a world ruled by war. If only it'd end soon.

I better be hallucinating this (T, 3.8k)

After the war Draco Malfoy is sentenced to Azkaban for a really long sentence. Apparently aiding in Dumbledore's death overrules any argument Harry could put up for him. After the trial, as the days pass by, Harry is more and more outraged at the sentence. He can't stop obsessing over the fact that Draco Malfoy saved his life and aided him during the war and is very much capable of redemption. Not to mention that Malfoy has always been a delicate git and would never survive Azkaban. After a few weeks obsessing Harry decides that Malfoy indeed can't remain unjustly in Azkaban and starts to plot a way to break him out of jail and hide him in Grimmauld Place. When Hermione finds out she's not amused. Ron is horrified. Draco still thinks he's hallucinating.

Keep Holding On (Wireless, M. 33.333) A collab with @maesterchill​ who surprised me with lovely art for it!

After the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry and Draco both fall into their own battles with their mental states. Draco is sent to Azkaban, and Harry turns to drinking, hoping to forget. Months later, Harry visits St Mungo’s new ward on the request of a friend, only to find Draco in a deep vegetative state. Not willing to give him up, Harry stays by his side, while simultaneously dealing with the Ministry's newest grand idea to make everything worse. Making new allies, and losing old ones along the way, will hopefully be worth it in the end.

Age is just a number (Fluff Fest, T, 1.5k)

Married for decades, their life is perfect. Until Harry gets a call and hears the following words: "Mr Potter, we caught your husband stealing ten large packs of King Sized condoms."

There was still hope (Hurt Fest, M, 3.1k)

Draco winced as pain shot through his leg with every step. This secret, back-alley laboratory had been his last chance, last hope, to find the potion. But nobody had it in stock, and there was no time left to brew it himself. Panic was slowly overtaking his entire mind as he crept out of the store and back to the nearest alley to Apparate back home. He already felt off, and it was still early in the day. Of course this thestral-shit had to happen to him, of all people. As if life wasn't bad enough for him already.

Desire (E, 1.7k)

"Auror Potter, what a pleasant surprise to meet you here. What can I do for you?" "Stop the show, Malfoy. There's no one around, and I'm not here as an Auror." Draco watched Potter move closer until they were nearly nose to nose, only the small counter of his shop kept Potter at distance. Potter's eyes were dark with something Draco couldn't exactly name, his face was flushed and the air surrounding him felt somehow static. Draco felt the urge to lean further over his counter, to drink in his sight, to touch the man on the other side—but he didn't.

Drarropoly 2020 currently holds 7 ficlets and is in a Series. The highest rating is Mature and its 3.2k in total at this point.

Let's not wait for France (Fan Fair, T, 17.7k)

All Harry had wanted from his Eighth year at Hogwarts was a little peace and a little privacy but, from the moment that he stepped onto Platform 9 3/4, it was obvious that nothing was ever going to be that easy. An accidental bond with Malfoy that resulted in them having to stay together at all times was the final straw. Things couldn't be worse. So much to a quiet year in Hogwarts.

Love letters for the oblivious (Mini Wireless, T, 716 words)

Draco had gotten the strangest letters all week long, which wasn't what anyone needed at Christmas. Especially not him. Either someone was taking the piss, or he had a very dumb and inefficient secret admirer. And Draco didn't know which would be worse.

Double-Booked (Mini Wireless, T, 2.1k)

Finally, peace and quiet, and— "Malfoy?!?" Or the one where Harry thought he could enjoy a quiet Christmas far from everyone, just to find out that the cabin he had booked already accommodated another guest.

The best Christmas he ever had (Mini WirelessT, 1.9k)

Christmas had never been less appealing to him than this year. That was until Arthur Weasley showed up at his door, dressed as Santa, inviting him to the Burrow.

Anon Fests to be added

Whoever made it to this point: yoooo! Friend! Lots of love to you! I also got tagged in many get to know me posts, plenty of love in my Inbox giving me love slaps left and right (honestly, im bruised, stop slapping me), amazing person awards, top 5 fics, and whatever you can think of.

To make up for not answering most of them because I’m a horrible person:

My favourite colour: purple My age: I’ll be 30 next year in April, I expect gifts, I don’t accept first borns My favourite trope: eight year My favourite animal: cat My favourite ice cream: Ben and Jerry’s Cookie Dough Here’s my writing Playlist, it’s the worst you’ll ever see, and yes, I use YouTube, I’m old.

Other things that happened in 2020 that made me happy:

I kicked out my mentally/emotionally abusive partner of 7 years in January

I kept my grandma alive through this *waves hand at world*

I was able to share my birthday cake with my family becaus I got to leave my first quarantine a few days before my birthday

I got to keep my job

I found a lot of lovely friends in this fandom, and got to keep them through this year

My cats are their usual little jerks and actually enjoyed me being at home due to the raging pandemic

I finally cut off my hair

I’m about to hit 3.5k followers here and I love you all

I’m also tagging everyone who sees this and wants to do something similiar! Show us what you did in 2020, the things you’re proud of, and the things you loved! Let’s spread some happy for the end of the year 💜🥰

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Draco as a student or Draco studying HC please 😭😭😭 I have exms ahead but I can't bring myself to study

Dear nonnie

I remember this from last year when I had my finals. It's hell. I hated it. Please study, because if you don't you have to do this again and again and again... That was literally the only thought that made me study because I was very sick of it and refused to go through this again.

That said, Draco and studying:

When he was younger, Draco loved studying

He couldn't get enough of it, for the simple reason that one day he wanted to be just as smart as his father

Once he came to Hogwarts, studying didn't come that easy anymore

There was always something or someone who was distracting him

But he knew bad grades weren't worth it, his father wouldn't approve

He already didn't approve that Draco never managed to beat Granger in any class

So he sat down in quiet corners and studied

Not too much, mind you, he had friends, and Quidditch, and of course Potter who had to be kept on his feet, but still more than any of his friends

Things changed when the Dark Lord came back

Draco saw that in a world like this good grades meant nothing

He ignored studying in favour of doing what the Dark Lord ordered him to do, just to stay alive

What are grades compared to staying alive anyways? And he didn't want to become like his father anymore

So where was the point?

Only when he came back for their eighth year, with the clear instruction of passing his classes, Draco tried again

But something stopped him

He just couldn't sit down and study anymore

The silence, usually a friend to him, became his worst nightmare

And staying alone and unguarded was a very bad idea anyways

At least he managed to study a few things at the hospital wing, but that couldn't be the solution

So he studied at night in the kitchen

The house elves were busy and ignored him

That's where Potter found him

And from there on it wasn't only Draco trying to study but failing, but Potter too

Until Granger found them

And dragged them both to study with her while holding a speech about how important this was

When Potter rolled his eyes behind Granger's back Draco had to try everything to not laugh

It still wasn't fun to study, and he still didn't see the sense in it seeing that nothing was waiting for him outside of Hogwarts

But with Potter and the others it wasn't that bad

And soon his grades were close to Granger's again

He was still studying less than her, but that's because there was Quidditch again, with Potter, and Weasley to play chess with, and of course Potter who had to be kept on his feet

But in a different way now, they were friends after all

Only when their NEWTs kept creeping closer Draco started to join Granger more and more

And with him Potter and Weasley

When he finished his last one he waited outside the door

Walking anxiously up and down the hallway, waiting for Potter to finish and come out

Draco knew he didn't fail, but he wasn't so sure about Potter

He had looked rather green whenever Draco had looked at him

And when he finally came out of the Great Hall he instantly dragged Draco onto the grounds and towards the lake

And kissed him

Just like that

When their results came, weeks later, to the Burrow and not the Manor, Draco couldn't care less about them. He allowed Granger to read them for him as he kept packing his bag for his travel plans. Their travel plans. And once him and Harry came back they'd start at Hogwarts. McGonagall had offered them both a position before they had left, and Harry had accepted for them both before Draco could get a word in.

So maybe he hadn't had the easiest time while keeping his grades on track. But he couldn't say that it wasn't worth it after all.

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Day two of spreading some love has come to an end!

Thank you all for tagging along 💜💜

A few words from me because I have a few thoughts:

This fandom is a great place and we should work on keeping it that way.

If we find content we don't enjoy, we should skip it and look for something else.

Nobody should be shamed for their ships and kinks, my page will always be a safe space for all of you. (As long as you respect that my usual content is drarry because that's where my heart is)

I have seven prompts left to write and then I'll be back to my usual drarry and shit posts content.

SALS - ship and let ship 💜

Until yesterday I hadn't even thought of writing all those things so please excuse me if they aren't my best works but I write them with love and am trying to do each and every prompt justice 💜

Good night fellow shippers

Let's sail together for another day