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mlobsters · 6 months

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supernatural s11e13 love hurts (w. eric charmelo, nicole snyder)

STACY Ew, I can taste her mom lipstick…you’re telling her tonight, right?

rude, stacy :P

SAM Is that a hickey? DEAN And? It was Valentine’s Day. I can’t help it if I’m a hopeless romantic. SAM You got half of that right. DEAN Just doing my civic duty. Helping all the single ladies. You know the best thing about February 14th. You don’t have to be Mr. Right, just Mr. Right Now. SAM That’s classy. DEAN Yeah and what’d you do, judgy? Curl up in your Snuggie, watch '50 Shades' on cable?

cuz every girl crazy bout sharp dressed man men

*squints* what is that fake domain, danharper.search for the knockoff facebook page. and we got an untitled folder, not quite untitled 1 and 2 but i'll take it :p

always with the full kitchenette and vintage appliances. and bringing back the ridiculous little separators. tires!

DEAN I need a beer, regroup, maybe get lucky. SAM Didn’t you just get lucky? DEAN That was in Kansas. What do you say? You with me? Ready to go scrape a few hearts off the bar room floor? SAM I think I’ll pass. I’m gonna go hit the lore, but you go be you. DEAN Suit yourself.

dean's feelin his oats again apparently! feels like he had some seasons there where far as we knew he wasn't ever getting laid

laughing at the wife shoving these witchy items down the garbage disposal. one way to get rid of things i guess? not so good for the plumbing though

hey they named a motel after me personally

DEAN Hey. Any luck? SAM No. You? DEAN Nah. Hey what’s a…uh…dad bod?

please. (reminder that all bodies are good bodies)

MELISSA All I had to do was chant it and seal it with a kiss.

oh i see. it was plot-relevant mom lipstick.

SAM So the curse is transmittable? DEAN Like a magic STD. Okay that works. Kinda makes you nostalgic for good old fashioned herpes.

this is very fic-ish. LOL and of course dean kisses the lady to take the curse on. clearly he should hot potato it over to sam at some point but we know that's not gonna happen :p

baby lookin pretty in all those pink highlights

DEAN I’d say that went pretty well. What do you think? SAM Wait. Are you serious? You think it’s a great idea to give yourself a fatal curse? DEAN Well, target's off her back ain’t it? SAM I’m just saying. You don’t have to do this. Be the guinea pig. DEAN What? SAM Be the martyr. Try to carry the weight by yourself. Do this. DEAN I’m gonna be fine, okay? And as long as I’m good, she’s good and that’s the important thing. Besides. It proved our theory didn’t it? That this whole kiss of death thing is transmittable. I mean, I’m not asking for the Nobel here, but thank you.

both reasonable to do and also his martyr tendencies are well documented :p but even if he died, wouldn't it just go back to her? moo point, as they say?

SAM I guess. Here we go. Someone chants a curse, lays a wet one on you, then the victim is seduced and killed by the Qareen, but instead of taking the form of Barbara Eden, the present themselves as your deepest, darkest desire.

oh great. so we're gonna see amara then. very convenient of this witch to leave post-it notes with all the details on their monster including how to kill it

okay, that was adorable. so happy to win for once, didn't even care to claim the prize

AMARA You’re a mystery. I can see inside your heart. Feel the love you feel. Except it’s cloaked in shame. When it comes to this, you can’t help yourself, so why fight it. Just give in.

i mean it's just funny because we did kind of do this already in 4x14 sex and violence with the siren.

from s4e14 SAM Yeah. You see, sirens can read minds. They see what you want most and then they can kinda, like, cloak themselves. You know, like an illusion. -- MUNROE Dean's all mine. SAM You poisoned him. MUNROE No. I gave him what he needed. And it wasn't some bitch in a G-string. It was you. A little brother that looked up to him, that he could trust. And now he loves me. He'd do anything for me. And I gotta tell you, Sam, that kind of devotion? I mean, watching someone kill for you? It's the best feeling in the world. SAM Is that why you're slutting all over town? MUNROE Ahh. I get bored, like we all do. And I wanna fall in love again. And again...and again.

have to do some mental gymnastics to not understand that as wincest, i think. still hard to wrap my head around that making it to the screen. anyway. dean wants to bang amara, let's get to it

DEAN It was Amara. SAM That surprise you? DEAN That doesn’t surprise you? SAM Honestly? DEAN Honestly? You seriously think the sister of God is my deepest darkest desire? SAM She isn’t? DEAN No! She can’t be! SAM Why not? DEAN Why? Because if she is that means that I’m… SAM Means you’re what? Complicit? Weak? Evil? DEAN For starters, yeah.

SAM Dean. Do you honestly think you ever had a choice in the matter? She’s the sister of God, and for some reason she picked you and that sucks, but if you think I’m gonna blame you or judge you…I’m not. DEAN You know that I want her ass dead. SAM Yes. Of course. And I know you’ve also probably beaten yourself up a hundred times over it, but where has that gotten us? Just how bad is it? DEAN Standing here right now, every bone in my body wants to run her through. Send her back to that hole she crawled out of. But when I’m near her, I don’t know. Something happens and I can’t explain it, but to call it desire or love…it’s not that. I’m screwed man. We wanna kill the darkness. We need to kill the darkness. And I don’t think I can. I’m sorry to do that to you, ya know, but when it comes right down to it… SAM I got it Dean.

i honestly can't remember the last time they had that open of a conversation. dare i say, that's practically out of character understanding from sam, when it comes to dean hiding something important like that. i fully expected the show to have him flip his lid over dean not telling him something relevant to their big monster hunt, not trusting him with being able to handle the truth. maybe i'm just jaded by how they've done overblown brother conflict for so many seasons. but anyway, i'm thankful for sam being so reasonable and understanding. i'm thankful for dean just telling him straight up what's going on and that he can recognize he can't just power through this problem. usually they only talk this way with other people, it's nice to have it directed at each other for once. still a little bit in shock, honestly.

i like how they focused on the money he left to cover the damages again after showing him slip it under initially. like hello fans yes they do try to cover the fact that they're constantly wrecking motel rooms. feel like these later seasons have a lot of little nods like that (like say, the rock paper scissors, a bitch/jerk moment in 11x04, etc)

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 11x13 #spn 4x14 #eric charmelo #nicole snyder #rock paper scissors #now i got zz top stuck in my head #sharp dressed man

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profoundbondfanfic · 1 year

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Angel 1105

Angel 1105 by MalMuses (@malmuses) Rating: Teen Wordcount: 3K

Criminal Angels can’t be trusted on the streets alone, Dean understands that. He knows that people like him, people with the spark, have a civic duty to bond with an Angel when called upon by the City — to become a familiar, to control the Angel’s access to the terrifying power that they wield. To keep them leashed. But being bound to Castiel, Angel 1105, has never felt like a punishment.

In a dystopian, future world, powerful, sentient robots called Angels co-exist with humans. Cas is one of them, bound to police officer Dean Winchester as a punishment for his crimes. Dean, however, has found that Cas is not a burden, but a brother in arms. A friend. Maybe something more.

With their usual expertise and beautiful writing, MalMuses manages to create an incredibly immersive world in very few words and include some parts of canon we're familiar with cleverly twisted to fit the sci-fi setting as well as some of the most heartwarming scenes you'll ever read. It's a perfect, bite-sized treat that everyone will enjoy, sci-fi fan or not.

#destiel #fic rec #teen and up #<10k #au #dystopia #science fiction #fluff #bamf!castiel #pining!castiel #pining!dean #robot!castiel #law enforcement!dean #friends to lovers #angel 1105 #author: malmuses

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religion-is-a-mental-illness · 4 months

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By: Winkfield Twyman Jr.

Published: Dec 27, 2023

I have a tender spot in my heart for race pioneers. My spirits were lifted when L. Douglas Wilder was sworn in as the first Black American governor of a U.S. state—the state of Virginia, of which I am a native son. My mom was dying of cancer at the time, but she wanted me to witness Black History in the making. So on that cold January day in 1990, I left her bedside and bore witness to the coming of a better time in Virginia.

Similarly, on the night of November 4, 2008, when Barack Obama was elected the first Black President of the United States of America, I joined family and friends to run into the darkness of the San Diego night, yelling and screaming, whooping and hollering. It was a sacred moment in our American history to be always cherished and never forgotten. That the American electorate would elect a Black person to the highest office in the land was something our grandparents and our grandparents' grandparents could only dream of.

I considered the project of race in America to be finished that November night in San Diego. The election of a Black U.S. president broke the psychological barrier in our minds. There is no higher office than President of the United States of America—in the entire world. For me, the questions of race were all answered. I was done with race.

But too many Americans can't seem to quit race. Fifteen years after President Barack Obama's triumph, some feel it noteworthy to remark that Claudine Gay is the first Black President of Harvard University. Worse, in the face of numerous mounting scandals, many are defending Gay by claiming that the attacks against her are racial in nature.

They are not. They are all well deserved.

The demand that Gay resign stems from the utter lack of moral competency she displayed in her testimony before Congress, in which she said that calling for the genocide of Jews is only against Harvard rules in certain contexts. She also failed to condemn the Hamas atrocities against Israel in real time on October 7, another reason she should resign. There is also now evidence of serial plagiarism. And did I mention Gay has published no books—an unprecedented feat for a Harvard President, unless one travels back in time to the year 1773?

And yet, many are coming to her defense. Having finally got their wish of a Black president of Harvard, Harvard seems unwilling to let her go. The racial wagons have circled around Gay, with President of the NAACP alleging that White Supremacy is afoot and Morehouse President David Thomas claiming in a Forbes interview that Gay is a scholar at the "top of her profession... as qualified as any President Harvard has ever had."

This is not only misguided, but deeply ironic. Did you know that Claudine Gay during her Harvard career has repeatedly targeted and disrupted the careers of prominent Black male professors?

As Dean of the College, Gay terminated Ronald S. Sullivan, Jr. as Faculty Dean of the Winthrop House. Professor Sullivan, Jr., a graduate of Morehouse College and Harvard Law School, was the first Black faculty dean of a house in the history of Harvard College.

What was Professor Sullivan's offense? Sullivan deigned to represent the disgraced movie producer Harvey Weinstein—an act of moral conscience, since all are entitled to legal representation in our legal system. Yet legal conscience mattered not to Claudine Gay, who terminated a race pioneer for doing his civic duty.

You may excuse this heartless termination as a one-off. You would be wrong. Economics Professor Roland G. Fryer, Jr. was next in the sights of Dean Gay. Fryer was a top Black professor at Harvard. After having overcome all sorts of hardship and childhood deprivation, Professor Fryer joined the faculty at Harvard to become the second-youngest professor ever to be awarded tenure at Harvard, and went on to blaze a trail of distinction, including winning the MacArthur Fellowship and the John Bates Clark Medal.

Yet when Fryer undertook research into the killings of unarmed Black men in Houston, Fryer's research found no racial disparities. He made the mistake of undercutting the racial narrative that the Left has adopted, and as a result, Gay did her best to remove all of his academic privileges, coordinating a witch hunt against him. Fryer survived Gay's crusade of discharge but Fryer's lab was shut down, his reputation tarnished.

No one in good faith should defend President Gay because she is the first Black president of Harvard. Even if you don't agree with me that our racial struggle is in our past, someone who has targeted Black male professors has waived any benefit of the "first Black" defense.

W. F. Twyman, Jr., Class of 1986 Harvard Law School, is a former law professor. He is also co-author of Letters in Black and White: A New Correspondence on Race in America published by Pitchstone Publishing.

I've said it before and I'll say it again: Claudine Gay is as corrupt as they come.

#Winkfield Twyman Jr.#Claudine Gay #Harvard University #Harvard #Claudine Gay is corrupt #Roland Fryer #academic corruption #diversity hire #diversity equity and inclusion #diversity #equity #inclusion #plagiarism #corruption #religion is a mental illness

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aurumacadicus · 1 year

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I voted! (My little cousins 8 & 11-1/2 also went with me so they learned some stuff about voting themselves)

Rhodes/Tony uhhhh something from when they would’ve first met. Can be platonic or romantic!

How fun that you could show the kiddos how to participate in their civic duty! I assume this was at a polling place <3 Whether this reads as platonic or romantic is up to you!

Tony groaned and threw himself onto his bed face-first. He waited for a moment, then let out another groan, louder, and even kicked his feet a little.

“Oh, that was your ‘ask me what happened’ groan, my bad,” Jim said, turning from his physics homework. “What happened?”

“The dean said I couldn’t test out of my writing classes,” Tony complained into his pillow.

Jim blinked, then said, “That sucks, man. I’m sorry.”

“But I don’t even—what?” Tony began, confused.

Jim raised an eyebrow. “I said ‘that sucks.’”

“…Oh,” Tony said awkwardly. “So you weren’t going to tell me to suck it up?”

“No, because we edit each other’s essays already, so I know that you know how to write,” Jim explained patiently. “I think you should be able to test out instead of having to waste your time getting those credits, so, I’m sorry. That sucks.”

“Oh,” Tony repeated, looking vaguely embarrassed. “Um. Thank you. My English teacher at boarding school was really stringent about essays so.”

Jim stared at him, opened his mouth, then decided not to ask. Tony said a lot of things that he started to laugh about and then realized everyone was looking at him in horror. He figured this was something they could unpack later. “You wanna cuddle and watch Short Circuit until you feel better?”

That was apparently a question Tony didn’t need to be asked twice, scrambling from his bed over to Jim’s and immediately rolling himself up in his comforter.

#voting fic #tony/rhodey brotp #ironhusbands

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marmarbinx · 8 months

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as a certified Classic Rock Gatekeeper I felt like it was my civic duty to make a good dean playlist

you can all thank me by listening to it and becoming fans of the greatest band of all time (Led Zeppelin)

#spn #supernatural #dean winchester #live mar reaction #playlist #Spotify

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lacasalobo · 1 year

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#monument mythos

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ao3feed-destiel-02 · 1 year

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Angel 1105

Angel 1105 https://ift.tt/I679yR1 by MalMuses Criminal Angels can’t be trusted on the streets alone, Dean understands that. He knows that people like him, people with the spark, have a civic duty to bond with an Angel when called upon by the City — to become a familiar, to control the Angel’s access to the terrifying power that they wield. To keep them leashed. But being bound to Castiel, Angel 1105, has never felt like a punishment. Words: 3145, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Sam Winchester Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Science Fiction, Alternate Universe - Cyberpunk, Cyberpunk with magical elements, (More like Arcanepunk or Magitek really), Magical Castiel (Supernatural), Familiar Dean, Dystopian Future, Police Officer Dean Winchester, Robot Castiel (Supernatural), Fully Sentient Robots, Dark Sci-Fi Themes, Criminal Castiel (Supernatural), Castiel Has Secrets (Supernatural), Castiel and Dean Winchester Have a Profound Bond, Castiel is a good person though, Pining, Mutual Pining, Friends to Lovers, First Kiss via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/UtokjrZ February 26, 2023 at 02:08AM

#IFTTT #AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester'#Destiel #ao3feed #ao3feed Destiel #Destiel fanfic #Dean Winchester/Castiel #Castiel/Dean Winchester #Dean x Castiel #Castiel x Dean

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frosthexe · 1 year

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#fic rec #destiel #robot cas #soulbound #friends to lovers #cop dean #future

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mda20009blogassignment · 3 months

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Week 5: What is Digital Citizenship? Hastag Publics, Political Engagement and Activism

Modern notions of digital citizenship go far beyond simple online presence to include the myriad ways in which individuals participate in, shape, and impact the online public domain. This investigation delves at the ways in which activism, political involvement, and hashtag publics demonstrate digital citizenship.

An intersectionality lens and its importance in enabling participatory democracy is highlighted in the 2021 study by Moonsun Choi and Dean Cristol, which provides a core concept of digital citizenship. Their perspectives are vital for comprehending the potential of digital platforms for inclusive civic engagement and education.

The 2022 Instagram movement #ShoutYourAbortion, which was analysed by Kim and Lee, demonstrates how powerful hashtags are for social movements to mobilise public opinion and create visual narratives. This case study shows how online communities may help get the word out and work together.

In today's globally interconnected world, being an informed digital citizen involves a multitude of duties and opportunities. The Digital Citizenship Education Handbook 2022, published by the Council of Europe, offers a thorough overview to these topics.

Online advocacy and campaigning are always changing, as highlighted in Ariadne Vromen's 2017 research on digital citizenship and political engagement. This shows how important digital channels are for grassroots movements and changing political landscapes.

In her 2016 research on digital citizenship, McCosker delves into the interplay between digital culture, contestation, and control. The complexity of maintaining an active and visible online presence is explored in this book.

An analysis of Trump and Clinton's social media campaigns in 2016 by Enli provides a critical perspective on Twitter as a venue for genuine participation and political outsiders.

Research conducted by Hesmondhalgh, Jones, and Rauh in 2019 on SoundCloud and Bandcamp sheds insight into these platforms' functions as alternate locations for sharing music and fostering communities. This shows an additional aspect of digital citizenship within the cultural industries.

Taken as a whole, these materials present a varied view on digital citizenship. They show the many ways people engage, participate, and influence the internet, from political campaigns to hashtag movements. To comprehend and traverse the terrain of digital citizenship, one must grasp the dynamic interaction of platforms, publics, and politics.

References:

Choi, M., & Cristol, D. (2021). Digital Citizenship with Intersectionality Lens: Towards Participatory Democracy Driven Digital Citizenship Education. Theory into Practice, 60(4). https://doi.org/10.1080/00405841.2021.1987094

EDITION 2022 Being online Well-being online Rights online DIGITAL CITIZENSHIP EDUCATION HANDBOOK What children say? What teachers say? What parents say? What children say? What teachers say? What parents say? (2020). In Council of Europe. Council of Europe Publishing. https://rm.coe.int/prems-003222-gbr-2511-handbook-for-schools-16x24-2022-web-bat-1-/1680a67cab

Enli, G. (2017). Twitter as arena for the authentic outsider: exploring the social media campaigns of Trump and Clinton in the 2016 US presidential election. European Journal of Communication, 32(1), 50–61. https://doi.org/10.1177/0267323116682802

Hesmondhalgh, D., Jones, E., & Rauh, A. (2019). SoundCloud and Bandcamp as Alternative Music Platforms. Social Media + Society, 5(4), 1–13. https://doi.org/10.1177/2056305119883429

Kim, Y., & Lee, S. (2022). #ShoutYourAbortion on Instagram: Exploring the Visual Representation of Hashtag Movement and the Public’s Responses. SAGE Open, 12(2), 215824402210933. https://doi.org/10.1177/21582440221093327

McCosker, A. (2016). Managing Digital Citizenship: Cyber Safety as Three Layers of Control. Rowman & Littlefield Int., London. file:///Users/hanhtrang/Downloads/McCosker_Managing%20Digital%20Citizenship_2016%20(1).pdf

Vromen, A. (2017). Digital Citizenship and Political Engagement,. The Author(s) 2017. file:///Users/hanhtrang/Downloads/Vromen%202017_Chapter_Introduction.pdf

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ahz-associates · 6 months

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Best University to Study in the UK: Newcastle University!

Summary

Newcastle University is a renowned public research university that offers top-notch instruction and research in a wide range of fascinating subjects. With its about 50 acres of land in Newcastle, it is the most popular city center campus among students. This is the ideal place to stay if you wish to specialize in any research-oriented field and perform at the highest level in the workplace. In order to succeed in the future and do great things, students are suddenly welcomed here.

Newcastle's sustained academic superiority offers a demanding and exceptional learning environment. Because Newcastle University is a member of the Russell Group of research-focused universities, international students also favor it the most. Finally, but just as importantly, Newcastle University's renowned Careers Support Team offers guidance on careers for life beyond graduation and illustrates the various career pathways that maximize the university experience.

History

Newcastle University was founded as the School of Medicine and Surgery in 1834, and it moved to Armstrong College as its home in 1871. Subsequently, in 1937, the two universities jointly established the federal University of Durham and King's College, which excelled in core subjects. It displays achievements in a variety of fields, including science, math, engineering in uk, naval architecture, the arts, literature, and so forth.

As a result, the institution developed a strong feeling of civic duty in the City of Newcastle during the industrialization phase. Following the federal university's closure in 1963, King's College continued to exist under the name Newcastle University.

Faculties

Newcastle University offers more than 200 undergraduate programs in addition to 300 postgraduate programs. Students can select any discipline as long as they meet the requirements for that discipline. Pro-vice-chancellors and a group of deans oversee each faculty. Additionally, their duties are spelled out in detail. Three faculties form the foundation of Newcastle Teaching School. Each faculty offers eminent courses.

Faculties are as follows:

Faculty of Science, Agriculture, and Engineering

Faculty of Humanities and Social Sciences

Faculty of Medical Sciences

Facilities and Services

Many of Newcastle University's (NCL) courses and programs lead to advanced degrees in education. Entrance exams are administered based on the academic history and grades of the applicants. In addition, work permits for Newcastle Undergraduate students are valid for nine to twelve months.

Consequently, a variety of amenities and services are offered here:

Library and housing facility,

Study abroad in UK and exchange programs.

Sports facilities,

Financial aids as well as scholarships

Administrative services.

Academic Life

Newcastle University's motto is "Aspire to Inspire," and students are constantly recognized for their outstanding accomplishments. Students are guided to pursue their actual passions by the student-friendly environment. The efforts and involvement of students in organizations, groups, and voluntary activities liven up and resound the campus. Students can therefore work in a facility that is offered on campus. Those who are unable to visit the site can still use the facilities and obtain the necessary information online.

With courage and fun, a student can complete a course time. From Freshers' Week through Alumni night, Newcastle University's Students' Union (NUSU) offers services such as financial assistance, course guidance, and study help throughout the year. The Student Union is therefore in charge of all financial matters, clubs and societies, individual tutoring, peer mentorship, and personal tutoring.

Accommodations

Newcastle city contains the seaside, historic, and rural settings. The campus of the institution is located in the heart of the city. University residence halls offer more than 5,000 rooms that are assured to be pleasant.

Modern, high-rise residences that fit any student budget are appealing to anyone. There are about a dozen locations visible on campus. The Howden Court, Kensington Terrace, Leazes Parade, Castle Leazes, Marris House, Park Terrace, Liberty Plaza (managed partnership), and so forth.

Transport

Newcastle has a great transportation system. The North Sea shore is easily accessible from the airport thanks to the Metro rail network. The international students value traveling to other places as a result. The route planners assist in choosing the best course.

AA Route Planner

RAC route planner Therefore

There are options for public transportation and Metro Park and Ride to get to the city center. Since Newcastle International Airport is the nearest to the city center via Metro, students can also commute by air.

#uk student visa #uk education #study in the uk #uk universities #united kingdom #uk study visa #uk higher education #uk scholarships #uk study abroad #study abroad #study in uk

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oceannyyy · 3 years

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How's Aloisa's relationship with both Army?

With who she can get along the best?

And if there's anyone who she can't stand, I'd like to know who and why (ㆁωㆁ)

#Ask Aloisa

Aloisa Relationship with both army ❤

Actually Aloisa didn't interact a lot with Red army member except Kyle and Zero, and on the Black army She's closest to Ray and Luka

🔹with Kyle : back then when Aloisa start her duties as Black army member she often have insomnia , and she wonder if there any medicine that can cure it , so she meet Kyle then Kyle help to cure her insomnia by giving her medicine and ask her to take medicine regularly until she getting well. Kyle often check about Aloisa health condition and told her if she have insomnia again she can come to Kyle anytime so Kyle can help cure it!

🔹with Zero: Aloisa often do patrol on central quarter and sometimes she meet zero there, Zero know that Aloisa often teach the children on civic center or on plaza so Zero hand her a bag candies, and ask Aloisa to share the candies to the children. Aloisa think that zero is truly a good person ❤

🔹with Luka : Luka love to cook cookies for Aloisa because Aloisa can't cook herself, and he always love Aloisa reaction when she eat the cookies ❤ , also Luka see Aloisa like his big sister because Aloisa is really mature an caring so Luka likes being around her ❤

🔹with Ray : Aloisa and Ray love reading book , so they are often borrowing each other book and Ray likes to give Aloisa books recommendation to read ❤

🔹with Dean : On her free times, Aloisa likes to help Dean teaching the children in civic center or on plaza , The Children always excited when Aloisa read fairy tale stories for them ❤, and Dean said that Aloisa is really helpful because she can teach the children very well ❤

Andddd yesss there someone that Aloisa can't stand, it's Sethhh 🤣

Seth often scold Aloisa because Aloisa fashion sense against Seth's Aesthetic 🤣 ( Aloisa likes to wear pants or other masculine outfits))

Seth think that women are more pretty when they wear a feminine dress, so he scold Aloisa and tell about how a pretty women supposed to wear and give her dress to wear ((noo seeth let her wear anything that she likes)) ((ended up Aloisa wear the dress that Seth choose for her)) (( Aloisa fans love it))

+ Aloisa is popular among girls (she have a secret fans club as well) , it's become problem because there many man that can't get girlfriends bcs many girl already fall for Aloisa , so Seth scold Aloisa ( again) and ask Aloisa to stop flirting with the girls and and told her to stop make the girls fallin love with her ( she didn't meant it Seth... she didn't flirting she just being kind to the girls and do girls talk 😭)

if i added Alice to this matters

Seth are protective towards Alice whenever Aloisa get close to Alice because he don't want Alice to be one of Aloisa's harem 🤣

Thank you for your questions (*´˘`*)♡

#Aloisa Ravens #Ask Aloisa #ikerev oc

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angelsdean · 2 years

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thinking abt misha’s fic prompt and it would be sooo funny if dean’s like. “i don’t follow politics” and literally doesn’t even. doesn’t even know what the president looks like askfhjkdf like cas is newly elected or something and dean pointedly avoided everything abt the election despite how much sam tried to shove it in his face and also get him to vote (”you have to vote, dean, it’s your civic duty!”) but dean’s stupid and jaded and also v content in his little lonely bubble (so he thinks) so he just sticks to consuming the same media he always consumes, avoiding the news at all costs, and deleting sam’s forwarded emails and article links. then one day a devastatingly handsome man comes into the fast food place he works at after hours surrounded by security and he’s like. *shrugs* must be a celeb or something. the guy has rented out the place for an hour bc he really just wants to sit there and have a burger like a normal person, he ends up telling dean all this while dean’s wiping tables and cleaning up. and dean’s nodding like, uh-huh i get that. cas is like this used to be my favorite fast food chain, (maybe it’s a biggersons) but he hasn’t been able to eat out in forever and takeout isn’t the same, sometimes you just want to sit in a greasy fast food place under flickering fluorescent at midnight, you know? and yeah, dean knows dean knows all too well. and they just chit chat for the hour and then cas leaves a really big tip and gives him the warmest smile and a soft “thank you” before leaving in a dark SUV. and maybe cas keeps coming back, specifically on nights dean’s closing though he doesn’t know that /the literal president/ requested to know his work schedule. and his boss conveniently doesn’t tell him that he’s entertaining the literal president !! on tuesday and thursday nights and slowly they get closer and oh oh oh the moment dean realizes WHO cas is, probably when he accidentally opens on of sam’s political articles and he’s like oh my goddd i’m falling for THEE president of the united states what the fuck

#fic concepts #bc i need a tag bc i've been making too many of these posts lately lol #destiel #deancas #misha is this what u want akshfjdskf #vic.txt

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religion-is-a-mental-illness · 1 year

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By: Tabia Lee

Published: Mar 31, 2023

This month, I was fired from my position as faculty director for the Office of Equity, Social Justice, and Multicultural Education at De Anza Community College in Cupertino, Calif.—a position I had held for two years. This wasn’t an unexpected development. From the beginning, my colleagues and supervisors had made clear their opposition to the approach I brought to the job. Although I was able to advance some positive initiatives, I did so in the face of constant obstruction.

What made me persona non grata? On paper, I was a good fit for the job. I am a black woman with decades of experience teaching in public schools and leading workshops on diversity, equity, inclusion, and antiracism. At the Los Angeles Unified School District, I established a network to help minority teachers attain National Board Certification. I designed and facilitated numerous teacher trainings and developed a civic-education program that garnered accolades from the LAUSD Board of Education.

My crime at De Anza was running afoul of the tenets of critical social justice, a worldview that understands knowledge as relative and tied to unequal identity-based power dynamics that must be exposed and dismantled. This, I came to recognize, was the unofficial but strictly enforced ideological orthodoxy of De Anza—as it is at many other educational institutions. When I interviewed for the job in August 2021, there was no indication that I would be required to adhere to this particular vision of social justice. On the contrary, I was informed during the interview process that the office I would be working in had been alienating some faculty with a “too-woke” approach that involved “calling people out.” (After I was hired, this sentiment was echoed by many faculty, staff, and administrators I spoke to.) I told the hiring committee that I valued open dialogue and viewpoint diversity. Given their decision to hire me, I imagined I would find broad support for the vision I had promised to bring to my new role. I was wrong.

Even before any substantive conflicts came to a head, warning lights started flashing. Within my first two weeks on the job, a staff member in my office revealed he had also been a finalist for my position and objected to the fact that I had been chosen over someone who had been there for years “doing the work.” I would have a rough ride ahead, this person told me—and, indeed, I would. It also soon became clear that my supervising dean and her aligned colleagues were attempting to prevent me from performing my duties.

From the beginning, efforts to obstruct my work were framed in terms that might seem bizarre to those outside certain academic spaces. For instance, simply attempting to set an agenda for meetings caused my colleagues to accuse me of “whitespeaking,” “whitesplaining,” and reinforcing “white supremacy”—accusations I had never faced before. I was initially baffled, but as I attended workshops led by my officemates and promoted by my supervising dean, I repeatedly encountered a presentation slide titled “Characteristics of White-Supremacy Culture” that denounced qualities like “sense of urgency” and “worship of the written word.” Written meeting agendas apparently checked both boxes.

You may have encountered this graphic or similar ones before. Derived from Kenneth Jones’s and Tema Okun’s 2001 book, Dismantling Racism, it has appeared in different forms on many institutional websites, sometimes provoking controversy. After all, doesn’t the statement that “objectivity” and “perfectionism” are “white” qualities seem kind of, well, racist? On these grounds, the National Museum of African American History eventually saw fit to remove a “White-Supremacy Culture” page from its site in 2020. But if you are wondering whether this document is still circulating and being cited inside publicly funded educational institutions, the unfortunate answer is yes.

As I attended more events and spoke with more people, I realized that the institutional redefinition of familiar terms wasn’t limited to “white supremacy.” Race, racism, equality, and equity, I discovered, meant different things to my coworkers and supervising dean than they did to me. One of my officemates displayed a graphic of apples dropping to the ground from a tree, with the explanation that “equity means everybody gets some of the apples”; my officemates and supervising dean praised him for this “accurate definition.” When I pointed out that this definition seemed to focus solely on equality of outcomes, without any attention to equality of opportunity or power, it was made clear this perspective wasn’t welcome. “Equity” and “equality,” for my colleagues, were separate and even opposed concepts, and as one of them told me, the aspiration to equality was “a thing of the past.”

Having recognized these differences, I attempted to use them as starting points for dialogue. In the workshops I led, I sought to make space for people to share their own definitions of various concepts and then to identify common points of reference that we could rally around, even as we acknowledged and accepted differences of perspective.

In one workshop, for instance, I presented a chart summarizing two different racial-justice outlooks. The first was what I have called the neo-reconstructionist perspective popularized by Ibram X. Kendi’s bestseller How to Be an Antiracist, which presents an individual’s destiny as determined by social identity and holds that present racial discrimination can be an appropriate remedy for past racial discrimination and that ultimate emancipation from racism isn’t possible. I juxtaposed these views with those promoted by the Foundation Against Intolerance and Racism, which takes a more open-ended view of oppression and privilege, wherein human destiny is determined by human choices, racial discrimination in all forms is rejected, and emancipation from racism is seen as possible and desirable. Without editorializing, I gave participants time to notice the differences between the perspectives. We then came together and shared things that these two seemingly divergent philosophies had in common. The aim was to enable a conversation between two perspectives that I already saw at play in divisions on campus about how to approach issues of race.

When I was evaluated as part of the tenure process, some of my evaluators objected to such efforts to identify points of commonality between divergent viewpoints. They also objected to such views being presented at all. One evaluator, who described herself as a “third-wave antiracist,” aligning her with Kendi’s philosophy, made clear that the way I had presented her worldview was deeply offensive. Another evaluator objected to my presentation of “dangerous ideas” drawn from the scholarship of Sheena Mason, whose theory of “racelessness” presents race as something that can be overcome. This evaluator told me that it was disrespectful of me to set Kendi’s and Mason’s views side-by-side or to treat them as at all comparable.

A dogmatic understanding of social justice shaped organizational and hiring practices. One of the faculty seated on my tenure-review committee invited me to join a socialist network she was a member of. I declined, confessing that I don’t identify with that (or any other) political label. She later observed one of my workshops and wrote up an evaluation before meeting with me to have a conversation about the workshop. I had been told that the post-observation conversation was an important part of the evaluation process. When we finally spoke, after she had already drafted her evaluation, she was dismissive and quickly terminated the conversation, stating we had nothing more to talk about. She proceeded to file her evaluation as it was written prior to our meeting.

This evaluator later gave me a “needs-improvement” rating on the rubric for the “accepts-criticism” criterion. Her aligned colleagues repeatedly assigned me the same rating. It was clear that this rating was rooted in ideological concerns, rather than any substantive objections to my performance. Anything short of lockstep adherence to critical social justice was impermissible. “Criticism” was only supposed to go in one direction. Contextualizing my colleagues’ views and comparing them to other approaches to the same issues, much less criticizing them, was “dangerous”; my supposed failure to “accept criticism” was, simply put, a refusal to accept without question the dogmas these colleagues saw as beyond criticism.

The conflicts were not limited to my tenure-review process. At every turn, I experienced strident opposition when I deviated from the accepted line. When I brought Jewish speakers to campus to address anti-Semitism and the Holocaust, some of my critics branded me a “dirty Zionist” and a “right-wing extremist.” When I formed the Heritage Month Workgroup, bringing together community members to create a multifaith holiday and heritage month calendar, the De Anza student government voted to support this effort. However, my officemates and dean explained to me that such a project was unacceptable, because it didn’t focus on “decentering whiteness.”

When I later sought the support of our academic senate for the Heritage Month project, one opponent asked me if it was “about all the Jewish-inclusion stuff you have been pushing here,” and argued that the senate shouldn’t support the Heritage Month Workgroup efforts, because I was attempting to “turn our school into a religious school.” The senate president deferred to this claim, and the workgroup was denied support.

Just hours after this senate meeting, a group of colleagues attended the Foothill-De Anza Board of Trustees meeting and called for my immediate termination. (A public video of this meeting is available.) These individuals claimed to represent campus racial-affinity groups, but they hadn’t polled their group members or gotten consensus on the statements they issued. This sort of dynamic, where single individuals present themselves as speaking for entire groups, is part and parcel of the critical-social-justice approach. It allows individuals to present their ideological viewpoints as unassailable, since they supposedly represent the experience of the entire identity group to which they belong. Hence, any criticism can be framed as an attack on the group.

The majority of the people employed at De Anza College aren’t ideological extremists. During my time there, people who had previously opted not to engage with my office started to attend my workshops and told me how refreshing my approach was. When under review, I presented letters from collaborators who worked with me on each workshop I facilitated, participant evaluations, and a great deal of other material attesting to the positive impact of my work. None of these things mattered to the board of trustees, the chancellor, or the president. Only the narratives that were put forth by the ideologically biased evaluators mattered. I was fired, in other words, for delivering exactly what I had promised to in my job interview. For those who sought my termination, the same approach that appealed to faculty previously alienated by my office’s divisive callout culture was a threat to the college’s “equity progress.”

For those within the critical-social-justice-ideological complex, asking questions, encouraging other people to ask questions, and considering multiple perspectives—all of these things, which should be central to academic work, are an existential danger. The advocates of critical social justice emphasize oppression and tribalistic identity, and believe that a just society must ensure equality of outcomes; this is in contrast to a classical social-justice approach, which focuses on freedom and individuality, understands knowledge as objective and tied to agency and free will, and believes that a just society emphasizes equality of opportunity. The monoculture of critical social justice needs to suppress this alternative worldview and insulate itself from criticism so its advocates can maintain their dominant position. Protection of orthodoxy supersedes all else: collegiality, professionalism, the truth.

My case, sadly, isn’t unique. At colleges across the country, critical-social-justice adherents are inserting their ideological stances as the supreme determinants of whether candidates advance in the tenure-review process. Faculty are under pressure to profess their allegiance to this particular set of dogmas and to embed a certain way of talking and thinking about race into their course curriculum. They are being encouraged to categorize every student as a victim or an oppressor, and to devote their classes to indoctrination.

If certain ideologues have their way, compelled speech will become an even more common aspect of university life. Faculty and staff will be obligated to declare their gender pronouns and to use gender-neutral terms like “Latinx” and “Filipinx,” even as many members of the groups in question view these terms as expressions of cultural and linguistic imperialism. Soon enough, we may also be formally required to start all classes and meetings with land acknowledgments, regardless of how empty a gesture this may seem to living members of tribal nations.

All of these things are on the horizon, because faculty members are afraid to resist. They know that anyone who questions these practices will be accused of racism and other grave sins. Because critical-social-justice advocates often present themselves as representatives of their identity groups, any criticisms of them can be treated as an attack on the groups they claim to stand for. By this and other means, they ensure their worldview is unassailable. Although I knew I had colleagues who supported my approach, most had been pressured into silence.

As my experience shows, questioning the reigning orthodoxies does carry many risks. But the alternative is worse. Authoritarian ideologies advance through a reliance on intimidation and the compliance of the majority, which cowers in silence—instead of speaking up. Engaging in civil discourse and ensuring that multiple perspectives are presented are crucial, if we want to preserve the components of education that ideologues are seeking to destroy.

There is some reason to hope. Since my firing, I have been contacted by scores of people who have said that they are attempting to resist similar pressures. As bleak as things may seem, there are many who still believe in academia as a space where divergent viewpoints can and must be explored.

If you took this story and changed some of the nouns, it could easily be the story of an atheist at an institution dominated by religious people.

You can't just be an atheist and a moral person. Being one of the Good™ people isn't about being moral or ethical, because they define it as being a member of the religion. Every atheist has encountered this.

Matthew 12:30

He that is not with me is against me; and he that gathereth not with me scattereth abroad.

https://quranx.com/63.4

They are as (worthless as hollow) pieces of timber propped up, (unable to stand on their own). They think that every cry is against them. They are the enemies; so beware of them. The curse of Allah be on them! How are they deluded (away from the Truth)!

When you are a member, it doesn't even matter how you behave or what you do (unless you do anything too much like the Bad™ people), because you're one of the tribe and, by definition, one of Us™ and we are Good™.

This is exactly the same thing. It's not enough to be antiracist in a liberal way ("the content of their character") or even in a Xian way ("we are all God's children"). No, you have to be "antiracist" on their terms. It's not about shared values or ideals, or even results. It's about compliance with their dogma and yielding to their (imagined) moral authority.

#Tabia Lee #critical social justice #cancel culture #ideological capture #diversity equity and inclusion #diversity #equity #inclusion #wokeness as religion #woke #wokeism #cult of woke #wokeness #antiracism #antiracism as religion #religion is a mental illness

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steveyockey · 3 years

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Destihellers like you make me want to leave the fandom. We used to be able to enjoy a show about some brothers and their family but now it’s all about the Gay Angel. I don’t care about the Gay Angel and the brothers don’t either. I wish you Destihellers would stop being delusional. Dean Winchester is not a toy for you to project your Homosexuality on.

receiving this felt a million times more exclusive than when my sister gave me one of her clubhouse invites. anyway I’m chris kraus and dean is my dick which means it is actually my civic duty to treat him as an object onto which I can project various sexual conundrums

#dean winchester is not real but he is gay #anon #answered #probably a troll but we’re having fun

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theroomofreq · 3 years

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“Are we on a date right now?” Chapter 2

So I had planned on this being a one-time tumblr prompt, but @whiffingbooks left me a kind comment that gave me the creative love I needed to keep going. Thank you so much!! This isn’t exactly what I planned it to be, but I ended up really liking where it went, I hope you do too.

And a special shout out to @narukoibito who is a treasure trove of writing advice, and was so kind to give me some guidance on this fic. I couldn’t have done it without you :’)

AO3

Ginny held the door open for Harry, a small smile on her lips as she looked back at him. As he walked through the door he wrapped his scarf tighter around his face, whether he did so because of the January cold or to hide his excessive grin was up for debate.

It isn’t like he could help it really, he’d just spent the entire afternoon with Ginny. The thought of her brought his eyes to her form, she was keeping a steady pace beside him while Demelza, Luna, and Adeline walked ahead laughing.

They fell into a steady rhythm together, hanging back from the others as they walked to the castle. It felt so natural to be alongside her and their silence felt comfortable. There was something about her quiet confidence that made him feel at ease, maybe even made him feel -

“You know Harry, I would’ve thought that the boy who lived would be better at getting out of a tight spot.” Ginny started to dig into him with her signature smirk.

“Well Voldemort’s usually casting spells at me, not giving me cheek.” Harry retorted quickly, “Honestly, Gin. I didn’t think you were going to give me a break back there.”

“Actually, I went pretty easy on you. I could’ve been a lot worse.” She sent a wink his way, and Harry felt something flip inside his stomach.

“Merlin,” his voice came out choked, “Remind me to always stay in your good graces then.”

Ginny laughed, “Aye aye Cap’n.” She said as they started up the castle steps.

Harry followed closely behind her as she reached the doors and made her way into the entrance hall. They’d made it back to the castle a bit too quickly for his liking, he wondered if he should invite her to sit with him at dinner or if she would just follow him anyway.

“Oi! Harry, Ginny!” Ron’s yelling pulled Harry back to reality. Ron was walking toward the two of them with Hermione in tow.

“You two get everything sorted then?” Harry asked as the four gryffindors converged in the center of the hall.

Ron scoffed as Hermione began to explain, “Well, it all seemed to be in order until we got back to the castle, and then Jacobsen tore off running-”

“And Hermione wouldn’t let me levicorpus his arse-”

“Ronald!”

“Would an offendo trip jinx have been more appropriate?” Harry tried to phrase it as an honest question, but Hermione still sent him a look that made him wither.

“You two are incorrigible children, I don’t know how-”

“See you three around then,” Ginny cut in on Hermione's tirade, for which Harry felt grateful for, he didn’t exactly feel in the mood to be lectured before dinner. Then, Ginny turned her sparkling eyes on him, “And do let me know when our next date is Harry.”

As Harry felt the color drain from his face he decided he wasn’t so grateful she’d cut in any longer.

“What did she just say?” Ron’s words rushed out all too quickly.

Harry turned ever so slowly to his best friends, he had only moments to look at them before the assault started. Hermione had what seemed to be a mix of smugness and surprise across her face, while Ron’s mouth was just a gaping hole .

“It’s about time honestly.” Hermione seemed to recover quicker than Ron did, “Although I thought it would be another couple of months, still I am very-”

“A date? With Ginny?” Ron looked positively gobsmacked.

“Err, not really,” Harry ruffled his hair, “See the thing is, after you lot deserted me-”

“We were doing our civic duty, Harry!”

“Yes, that. Well when you left me to fend for myself,” Harry chose to ignore Hermione’s scoff and just continue on, “Romilda found me and I panicked. But well Ginny was there, So I err, pretended to be on a date with her to get Romilda off my back.”

Hermione’s eyes narrowed, “And what exactly did Ginny do?”

Harry thought back to the way Ginny’s eyebrows flew up as he begged her to save him. The way she smirked as he struggled to find an excuse and the way her lips-

“Harry! This is crucial information here.”

“Sorry right, She err didn’t let me get off that easy. Shot down every excuse I lined up, and even went so far as to say we snogged. And that’s what really buggered Romilda-”

“SNOGGING. If I catch you with your hands on her like Dean-”

“Oh finally Harry! Did the two of you really kiss?”

Ron and Hermione had both reacted very differently but with equal enthusiasm and at the same time. The two of them whipped their heads around to glare at the other, Harry felt the storm coming before it even started.

“What do you mean finally?” Ron said fiercely, “Ginny gave up on Harry ages ago.”

“I wasn’t talking about Ginny,” Hermione rolled her eyes, “I was talking about Harry.”

Ron’s eyes grew large, “Harry? Harry doesn’t fancy Ginny? Are you daft?”

Hermione’s laugh was nothing compared to the pitiful look she sent at Harry. “I’m daft? Ron, don’t tell me you haven’t seen it.” She pointed a finger and Harry, “He has been pining after her for months now.

So this was his life now? He, Harry Potter, the chosen one, who was tasked with recovering important information about Voldemort, and uncovering Draco’s secret plot, was standing here watching his best mates bicker over his feelings. Surely this could not be happening, but indeed, it was.

“I would’ve noticed if my best mate had taken a fancy to my little sister.” Ron barked.

“You’re about 7 months late! Haven’t you noticed the way his eyes follow her, or how he perks up when she walks into the room?”

Perked up? Was he really perky around Ginny, that didn’t seem the right word.

“They are friends ‘Mione.” Ron rolled his eyes, “Don’t you think I know Harry well enough to know when he’s after a girl?”

“Friends don’t get hit by bludgers at quidditch practice because they are too busy staring at one another, and friends don’t sit nearly on one another’s laps at your mother’s house over the Holidays.”

Alright that was a step too far. “OI” Harry shouted, pushing between his friends who had been standing awfully close during their bickering, “Do we really need to have a round table about my love life?”

His outburst seemed to snap the two back to their senses. Ron’s ears burned red, and Hermione started to twirl a section of her hair. The two muttered their apologies while Harry shook his head at them.

“Excellent, now that’s over with can we eat now?” Harry gestured toward the doors to the Great Hall and the three of them set off.

Unbelievable, he was hit one time by a bludger during practice, and it was only because he was coaching. He was meant to be watching Ginny’s play, he wasn’t distracted by her. And there were a lot of people at the Burrow this Christmas, he had to sit close to Ginny so there was enough room for everyone else. And what was Hermione talking about, 7 months? He shook his head at himself as he sat down on the bench next to Ron, had he truly been so obvious?

“Harry?”

“Yeah, mate?”

“If you need to ogle Ginny at all, she’s just up there.” Ron pointed directly at Ginny before dissolving into a cackling fit.

“Oh bugger off” Harry muttered while shoving Ron.

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Harry assumed that his days would get back to normal rather quickly after the previous day, true to form, it did not. It seemed Ron and Hermione’s reaction was a direct indication of how the rest of the school would behave.

Despite having broken up with Ginny 2 months prior, Dean was now sending him glares every chance he could. A pair of younger gryffindor boys asked him if Ginny was a better kisser than Cho on his way to breakfast, while Ron buckled over laughing. As he walked to potions a charmed note informed him that he was leaving a trail of broken hearts by taking Ginny as his lover.

It was at dinner, around the fifth time someone congratulated him on finally asking Ginny out, that the the grin on Hermione’s face was just too much for Harry to handle.

“That’s it.” Harry slammed his fist on the table, “I’ve got to find her.”

“At least give us the map!” Ron shouted, “We’d hate to walk in on the two of you!”

Harry threw him a rude gesture over his shoulder as he marched out, which only seemed to make Ron laugh harder.

As he stormed away from the Great Hall, Harry whipped out the Marauders Map to locate Ginny walking out of potions. Harry increased his pace, only focused on Ginny as he made his way to the lower levels of the castle. Finally, he rounded a corner and came face to face with the Hufflepuff and Gryffindor 5th years.

Immediately his eyes zeroed in on Ginny and her glinting copper hair, he pushed through the crowd and stopped in front of her. She had been in the middle of a conversation with Demelza, before quirking an eyebrow at his sudden appearance.

And dammit, he was really starting to like that look on her.

“We need to talk,” Harry’s voice came out heavy and low, which pulled Ginny’s eyebrow up higher on her freckled face.

A chorus of wolf whistles sounded as her peers walked around them.

“Go easy on her Cap.” Demelza said, patting his shoulder as she walked away with the crowd.

Harry gestured to an empty classroom on his left, Ginny gave a small bow and headed through the door. Once Harry walked through the door he flicked his wand and the door slammed shut.

“A bit eager this evening, aren’t we Mr. Potter?” Ginny was leaning up against a desk with a smirk and that damn eyebrow up again.

“Now is not the time, Gin.” Harry shook his head, they were in a right mess.

“Can we reschedule then?”

Harry felt his jaw slacken at her words, did she just? He searched her face and found her eyes dark and deep on him, his mouth fell a little further. A bit of a strangled noise came from his throat, Harry quickly shook his head again.

“Ginny, I..

“What is it you wanted to talk about?” Her arms crossed over her chest as her eyes took on a guarded glint.

Harry looked at the floor before willing the courage to talk to her again. “The whole school is gone barmy! I’ve been accosted all day, blokes want to know what it’s like to kiss you. I’ve been asked maybe a hundred times how I asked you to be my girlfriend, and the whole team is on me about it too. I feel like I’m going mad.”

Ginny laughed, an actual laugh that started deep in her stomach and radiated out through her lungs and mouth. Harry felt like he missed the joke.

“Sorry, It’s just” Ginny said between fits of laughter, “You’ve gotten yourself into a real predicament Harry.”

“Me? You’re the one who told her we’d snogged for ages” Harry felt his neck flush as he alluded to kissing Ginny.

“True, but you are the one nearly knocked me over for a fake date.” Her eyes were still full of mirth as she turned the blame on him again.

“Okay fine, it’s both of us. But what are we going to do now?”

“What do you mean?”

“I just,” Harry rubbed the back of his neck, “I dunno, haven’t people been asking you things to?” She nodded. “What did you tell them?”

“I haven’t told anyone anything, have you?” She asked him, Harry shook his head in response. “Well then, what is there to do?”

Harry looked at her for a moment, his head spinning. The whole school thought he was dating Ginny Weasley, which on the one hand was brilliant. Wasn’t this what he’d wanted? To be closer to her, to have someone mention their names together, to be someone she would want to snog?

“What if we just carried on,” He began tentatively, “Just let them think we are together, and we could act the part?”

“Are you saying we should pretend to be in a relationship?” Her brows furrowed and her arms came to rest at her sides.

“Well what’s the other option? Just ignore them? Come on they’re relentless.” Harry pleaded with his brain to not let any true feelings slip. “Stage a break up? They would talk about it for ages, it would be almost worse?”

Ginny watched him explain with a collected expression on her face, Harry felt nervous all over again under her gaze. She took a step closer to him, bringing her close enough to embrace.

“Maybe it’s the only way, to erm, pretend?”

Ginny’s eyes roved along his face, but her expression was completely blank, the moment began to last too long. Harry shifted uncomfortably on his feet.

“Could you really do that?” Her eyes pierced him as she posed the question. “Do you really think you could fake being in a relationship with me?”

Harry opened his mouth to reply but stopped at the sight of Ginny shaking her head. “You couldn’t, it’s not like you.”

Harry felt his brow furrow, of course he could, it’s what he wanted? To be around her constantly, to be the one went to Hogsmeade with, to walk hand in hand around the castle, and run his fingers through her deep red locks.

She took a half a step forward before looking him carefully in the eyes. “The Harry I know, would never. He is either all in or all out. This fake dating scheme? That's only half in, it would kill you.” He felt her eyes scan his face again.

“You know that right? You have to know that it wouldn’t be good,” her eyes fell quickly to her hands before coming back up to his eyes, “not for either of us.”

Harry took in her gaze, the way she was staring at him was paralyzing his body. He could barely breathe with her this close to him, her flowery scent was overpowering as she continued to search his face. He knew she was right, he couldn’t do it. How could he be with her unless it was 100% Ginny? Putting on a face in front of everyone else, and then what? Nothing probably, it would be torture. How was it she knew him better than he knew himself?

He must have taken too long to respond because she started to back away from him, her eyes down cast.

“Ginny, wait.” Harry took three large strides toward her again, easily bringing them back to their previous closeness. “Could you do it? Would you be able to pretend to be with me?” It was his turn to survey her face for anything, any semblance of emotion.

Her face was calm and cool as she looked back at him, ever so slightly she shook her head. “No, I couldn’t. You mean too much to me to even, It’s just, you’re one of my best friends, I can’t…” Her words slowly drifted off.

Harry nodded slowly too, now hyper aware of how close they were to each other. Ginny’s eyes took on a steely glint as she turned around and walked to the door. Her hand touched the door before she turned around.

“If anyone asks, I’ll tell them it was just a one time thing. We’re friends.” Her words were calculated.

Harry nodded, “Friends” he murmured as the door closed softly behind her.

#hinny #hinny fic #harry potter #ginny weasley #fake dating fic #sort of #hogwarts au #harry x ginny #are we on a date right now?#read-a-hinny-fic #hinny fluff #but also a small bit of #hinny angst #roomie writes #my writing

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