Hello, dear friends! I’m currently sitting in a tiny Paris flat where I’m on holiday with @noeeon (who is the best wife ever.) I’ve already seen the Eiffel Tower, walked through Rue Cler and Boulevard Saint Germain, and run across Draco Malfoy on a bicycle, wearing a grey wool coat that looked remarkably like an Auror uniform. Guess which was the highlight so far of my trip, lol.
I’ve managed to get started on the follow-up to my Kinkfest fic, which I’m having an absolute blast writing. I’m posting it as a WIP, one chapter a week on Thursdays (except for next week when travel plans will require me posting on Friday.) Feel free to read along, or when it’s finished in 10 weeks. (I have 10 tightly plotted chapters, thanks to @noeeon, yay!)
Title:Lost In Your Arms Chapter: 1 out of 10 Rating: Very. Very. VERY NC-17. You’ve been warned. Pairing: Harry/Draco Word Count This Chapter: ~19,400
Content/Enticements: Aurors, voyeurism, dirty talk, light dom/dub, switching, public sex, shower sex, power imbalance, blow jobs, facials, Slytherins being Slytherins, fingering, bondage, oral fixation, drarry, others to be added as the story goes on :)
Summary: Three months after their brief encounter, Draco has almost forgotten about Potter–or so he tells himself. Then a Dark wizard shows up on the Auror radar and all hell breaks loose. Draco will have to choose between everything he holds dear–everything he’s worked so hard for–and a few stolen moments of passion with a certain green-eyed Inspector, once his sworn enemy and now something rather different entirely. He’ll make the right choice, won’t he?
Who is he kidding? He’ll ruin everything, as per usual. Bad choices and the name Malfoy go hand in hand.
Author Notes: This fic starts after Can’t Get You Out of My Head. While it’s not crucial for you to have read that one first, it’ll probably make a bit more sense if you have. :) Title once again courtesy of Ms. Kylie Minogue.
This is a long fic that will be posted weekly on Thursdays. There are 10 chapters. However, the second installment will go up on a Friday since I’m on holiday and don’t have regular access to wifi. I’ll get back on my proper schedule with chapter three.
Also, please note that this fic is set eight years after the Second Wizarding War (in 2006), so any Muggle technology referenced herein is going to be of that era, and most definitely not up to our current standards. Hint: no iPhones. :)
Huge thanks to my betas sassy_cissa and @noeeon for all their brilliance. They’re the best. <3
THIS IS BULLSHIT – I am getting so tired of seeing Jews being flat out ignored in the conversations about social justice, or being included when it’s rhetorically convenient, or so progressive activists can goysplain Israel in all its complexities to me. The author of this piece is a trans activist, and so here is an example of how to utterly fail at intersectionality.
If you for one single solitary second feel the need to put Israel/Jews in the same sentence as fascist you are doing your social justice wrong. It is wildly antisemitic to compare Jews to the perpetrators of one the worst genocides against us. It is antisemitic to claim many in the the Jewish state don’t have souls. It is antisemitic to imply Israel or Jews control in any fashion American foreign policy. It is offensive and antisemitic to compare Jews or Israelis to Nazi collaborators. It is antisemitic to weaponize the Holocaust against us. Antisemitism is at the heart of white supremacy and claiming Jews are some excluded from the groups white supremacists and Nazis hate is fucking antisemitic.
Obviously not all criticism of Israel is antisemitic, but it is so often, I really am beginning to fail to see the point in trying to discern between the two.