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Humans Are Weird

So there has been a bit of “what if humans were the weird ones?” going around tumblr at the moment and Earth Day got me thinking. Earth is a wonky place, the axis tilts, the orbit wobbles, and the ground spews molten rock for goodness sakes. What if what makes humans weird is just our capacity to survive? What if all the other life bearing planets are these mild, Mediterranean climates with no seasons, no tectonic plates, and no intense weather? 

What if several species (including humans) land on a world and the humans are all “SCORE! Earth like world! Let’s get exploring before we get out competed!” And the planet starts offing the other aliens right and left, electric storms, hypothermia, tornadoes and the humans are just … there… counting seconds between flashes, having snowball fights, and just surviving. 

Hey Folks! So I've been asked about Hinny fic recs and to the anons who asked me about it, I'm sorry, I do not have a repository of HP fics as such. But I'd like to share the account handles of some of my fav Hinny authors/people who have great Hinny fic recs/metas.

@whinlatter @thegirlwhowrites642 @sweeethinny @hinnyweasley @narukoibito @pebblysand @floreatcastellumposts @ginnyw-potter @takearisk-ao3 @starlingflight @lanaturnergetup @turanga4 @ala-baguette @annerbhp @alohaemora @ashesandhackles @evesaintyves @hinnyfied @corneliaavenue-ao3 @incalculablepower @merlins-sequined-hotpants @pottermum @secretkeeper13 @sybill-the-seer @welsh-green @startanewdream @bluethepineapple @hinnysphoenix @seriouslysam8 @silverlining317 @celtics534 @masterofdeath @artemisia-black @velvethopewrites @ginisbetterthanfirewhiskey @hillnerd @weaslxtte @read-a-hinny-fic @curse-04 @gryffindormischief @hinnypottter @fizzyginfizz @rmwb-fanfics @honeydukesheroine @ginnympotter @enigmaticemperor @thedistantdusk @anagpotter

I absolutely love these authors and i am constantly rereading their works. I have read loads of Hinny fics by now so i hope I haven't missed out anyone.

Hope you have a great day, folks!

yknow if romeo had just Cried on juliets corpse for a couple hours instead of drinking poison Right Then they would have been Fine

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Imagine Hinny never happening canonically.

Imagine after harry kissed her in the common room Ginny politely told him that she didn’t return his feelings and that she wanted nothing to do with him romantically. Imagine Harry being absolutely devastated but not showing it, having never even figured out what he was feeling for her. Harry trying to get over her while still being friendly with her, being miserable and broken hearted and having no idea what to do with himself. Then Dumbledore dies and he’s even more broken, he doesn’t even have anyone to pick up his pieces and take him away from Dumbledore’s body. He spends hours crying over the body. Then he has to leave and of course Ron and Hermione want to come with him and he’s grateful, he is, but he just wished there was someone who’d want him to stay. He finds the horcruxes, fights the battle, all in a haze. It’s like he’s stuck inside his head, full of darkness and misery with no way out. No sunlit days, no relief, no rock. And when he sees the killing curse towards him he doesn’t think of anyone or anything just feels a little relief that at least he doesn’t have to fight the darkness anymore. Then he meets Dumbledore at King’s cross and he tells him that his parents, godfather and uncle are right here, waiting for him. He feels a blubber of joy in him after so long at the thought of seeing them, his family. He knows now that the last horcrux is gone, someone could easily kill Voldemort and he did more than his part anyway. He knew people would care, the Weasleys, Ron and Hermione specially. But he’d just seen Fred die, he couldn’t even bear thinking about facing his family. Ron and Hermione had just gotten together, they’d be happy now anyway. They didn’t need him. She didn’t need him. He was just the Chosen One who’d done what he was supposed to. He could go home to his parents now.

So he did. He didn’t take the train back.

The Boy Who Lived died because Ginny Weasley never loved him, he never knew what love was, he never knew how to be truly, blissfully happy, never thought he could have a future. He chose his family over going back to the hell that his life had been because, really, what did he even have to look forward to? He’d never had a future after Voldemort anyway.

Imagine that.