'Draco may have screamed (in a very manly and authoritative way, he later insisted to Harry) when he saw the state of the bathroom.'
Sometimes, with fanfiction, you only have two choices: fun and fluffy... or things you can't unsee.
I mean, I don't make the rules, I just read the fics.
But, y'know... as much as I very firmly believe that there is some Good Quality Fanfiction™ out there which is gonna SAVE THE GODDAMN WORLD...
...there's also a lot of stuff that makes you worry about humanity.
(While simultaneously being slightly appreciative of the levels of depravity fandom has achieved.)
So, wanting to refrain from scarring you all for life, I've decided to go with fun and fluffy - but f**king ridiculous.
Because why not, really.
So I present to you, dearest nerdlets, a fic about Harry Potter tormenting long-suffering boyfriend Draco Malfoy with rubber ducks.
...I sh** you not.
Harry loves rubber ducks, and for once in fanfiction, it doesn't descend into porn (I know, weird,) and I am totally here for it!
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This dog is also a massive fan of rubber ducks! 😃
(I think this whole post was worth it to include this gif, tbh.)
Via Giphy
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Also, if you don't want it to get slightly dark humour-ish, just read the first chapter.
...If you like dark humour, then do whatever you want.
I dunno, I'm not your mam.
*ANYWAY*
(Yes, there was coffee, and it's still far too hot in the UK and I spent hours wading through some pretty f**king weird fanfiction. You're lucky I can string a sentence together.)
This week's fic is:
In which Harry finds a use for rubber ducks he won't be telling Arthur by Glade
(...No, really, it's not porn. I promise!)
What's your weirdest fanfiction-reading experience (keep the comments PG please!)?
Are you a fan of a rubber duck?
Talk to me! 😆💬
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Last updated: 6th October 2019
This might be one of the most bizarre things I have ever read. But, I appreciate the creativity!
ReplyDeleteThis is so random that I love it! Lol. (I also *wish* it was one of the more bizarre things I've read!)
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