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MEET THE STAFF. (That’s an order!)
ARTIST CREDITS:
cherryzlem on tumblr (Tom)
@RAHHHHH | COMMS OPEN (Tobias and Danny)
@Loaf * {comms open :3} (Aisha)
The Pope (Will, XXXXXX, Maria)
Splintered - Parapraxis [1991]
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if ur curious abt where this guy is from, check out @parapraxis616
parapraxis or freudian slip is such an interesting concept. That people just accidentally say what they really mean on accident. And sure maybe that has some merit on occasion, but I think a more reasonable explanation is the same as the Mandela effect or when two phrases get combined in your head as you try to switch between them and end up saying shit like "I have to pee on her."
Language is extremely imprecise and human memory even more so. Connections between things are so variable from person to person. So maybe you accidentally say funeral instead of wedding because you think of marriage as death. Or maybe they're just two events that often happen in churches. Maybe you did have some abstract inner anxiety when you said "that's what I'm worried about" instead of "that's what I'm interested in." Or maybe those two phrases can have a similar implied meaning within the context of the conversation.
"We are the same."
Okay I've been holding onto this drawing for long enough. So for Artist Appreciation @seekingseven wrote a beautiful oneshot fanfic based on my ALTFP AU and I was super ecstatic about it! I couldn't help but draw this cute fluffy scene towards the end. If anyone is interested in reading it, the fanfic is called Parapraxis.
What’s a Freudian slip?
It’s where you say one thing and mean your mother.
Parapraxis
by pasdexcuses
Rating:Mature
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: M/M
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Relationship: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy
Additional Tags: Bets & Wagers , Pining, Post-Hogwarts Words:18649
Summary:
Malfoy would never admit it, yet losing the Remembrall was a blessing in disguise. Or maybe a curse. But that was not the point here. The point was, the Snitch didn’t get involved until third year. Before, there was the Remembrall.
OR the Love Me if You Dare AU.
Read on AO3
Excerpt:
Harry doesn’t notice everyone has started cheering and hugging around them. He doesn’t because Malfoy steps into his personal space and puts the Snitch in his hands.
Their faces are already so close that Harry isn’t surprised when Malfoy says, “I dare you to kiss me.”
Harry doesn’t even think about it twice. He places his hand to the back of Malfoy’s neck to close the gap. He breathes out, presses a soft kiss once, twice. Then it’s Malfoy who kisses him back, mouth open, inviting.
They draw apart for breath and Malfoy rests his forehead on Harry’s. His eyes are still closed when he licks his lips to whisper, “Should we get back?”
“Yeah,” Harry replies.
He grabs Malfoy’s hand and leads them back to their cabin. They don’t rush upstairs but only because Malfoy keeps pushing Harry up against the wall to kiss him properly. Harry isn’t quite sure how they manage it, but they do eventually make it past his bedroom door.
Malfoy pushes him down on the bed, legs astride Harry’s hips. He bends his head forward to kiss Harry, grinding his hips down so hard that Harry moans into his mouth. He pushes his hips up so that he can meet Malfoy, thrust for thrust.
Then Harry gets this idea. This idea to dig the Snitch out of his pocket and say, “Dare you to shag me.”
Malfoy stops kissing Harry’s jaw. He stops and sits back on his heels, blinking at Harry. “What?” Malfoy asks. Something on his face tells Harry he shouldn’t repeat himself. Something tells Harry he’s just made a huge mistake. Malfoy stares at him, lips red and puffy, and Harry just wants to say whatever he needs to so that Malfoy will get back to attacking his mouth.
“I…” Harry starts, holding the Snitch.
But Malfoy doesn’t take the Snitch or get back on top of Harry. What he does is get off the bed and start looking for his shoes.
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parapraxis - an error in speech, memory, or physical action that occurs due to the interference of an unconscious subdued wish or internal train of thought.
hi I’m in love with Owlys new song and u should check it out too!!