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thecollectibles · 3 days
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Art by OHA
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meriyart · 9 months
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hands down the funniest fic i’ve read to date
[Love and other Historical Accidents by @pacific-rimbaud]
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drangercore · 2 years
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Love and Other Historical Accidents by @pacific-rimbaud​
Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy never intended to blow up their life's work, but that's rather what they've gone and done. Now they're trapped 200 years in the past, with a broken Time Turner, a missing snuff box, a handful of overly-eligible daughters, and a House-elf in a cable knit cardigan. It will require the combined power of their keen intellects to get them home, if they'd stop arguing long enough to use them. As it turns out, history is just one damned accident after another.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Relationship: Hermione Granger x Draco Malfoy
Art by @gingerhuneybee​, @jjuuppiter​, @jaxxartbox​, & yours truly
My first fanbind! 
L&OHA is an impeccable story and is so very dear to me. This was the fic that made me go “I want that on my shelf!”, so here we are. 
keep reading for more binding info and to see my gushing on the fic.
QUICK SPECS
153,854 words | 571 pages | 5″ x 8.5″ 
Binding Method: 3 Piece In Boards Bradel  Body Font: Adobe Caslon Pro Decorative Font: IM Fell English
I am very proud of this book, having accomplished many firsts with it. My first book that I rounded and backed, sewed double-core endbands on, painted the edges, and used toner reactive foil and HTV on!
ON THE STORY
Sighs. What more can I say? It’s simply brilliant. A unique multifaceted story with incredible dynamics, clever foreshadowing, great character studies of Draco and Hermione, and such beloved original characters. It’s comedic and refreshing but it also takes on grief and goodbyes, and heartbreak. It’s fucking romantic and also So nuanced. I dislike stories that spoon-feed every little thing about the character, so the parlor tricks on this one? Ate every crumb of it. It was filled with implications and was misleading in the best sense. You’ve got to be an astute reader to catch some things the first round (which I definitely wasn’t). 
While it doesn’t entirely shy away from typical lovey-dovies, the regard for mundanity and the inconsequential, I just find more inherently romantic. The exploration on time travel and the vivid prose further underscores the depth of PR’s talent. She captures so eloquently, the mind of an extremely logical person in a very illogical experience. I saw myself in Hermione so many times. The story demands to be read again and revels upon doing so. Pacific Rimbaud is such an incredible writer *sobs* all her works are simply a masterpiece. 
That said, this beautiful story deserves to be turned into a physical book.
DESIGN PLAN (or lack thereof) 
This is my first fanfic project and my third book overall which I must say was quite a leap considering my very little binding experience. I think the demon small niggling part at the back of my head got the best of me and positively thought she could make a relatively fastidious book despite the lack of skill. BUT nothing can stop me when I am overly enthusiastic about something, thus began my 2 month research, soaking up every gobbet of binding info in reach. As far as my book binding journey goes, gathering supplies was the hardest part lol. Bookbinding is not a common hobby in the Philippines so it was tedious to to look for materials and/or to settle on alternatives.
I credit 70% of the 4 month stretch of this project to my indecision. The novelty and sheer excitement with a new hobby, I think, divested me to properly conceptualize heh. I redid my typeset 1 billion times because I kept switching softwares: Word→ Pages→ InDesign. I probably have 8 versions of the typeset that will never see the light of day. Anyway, I did finally get the stuff done. Here’s my little design dump:
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Nothing symbolic about the design really. I just worked around elements I thought were appropriate with the regency era and time traveling aspect: vines/ flowers and the time turner. I tried to reflect PR’s elegant writing in the book so hopefully I did it some justice. I added my fave works for this fic too and even drew fanart myself, here are some of them:
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BINDING
I watched DAS bookbinding religiously during my research phase and I knew then that I wanted to someday follow his in-boards 3-piece bradel tutorial, but it wasn’t supposed to be so early on in my binding journey. One look at this book however threw me off course. It was incredibly ambitious of me, so I guess I deserved all the stress I endured in the process. I was supposed to trim the edges in between glueing the spine and rounding/backing, but I only had my poorly sharpened Php145 wood chisel to finish the task. That and nursing the finger my chisel wounded took enough time for the glue to dry, so I was fiddling with a stiff textblock the entire time after. I learnt along the way that a blow dryer and bone folder will be your best friends (and plenty of patience). I’d also like to apologize to my neighbors if you heard any hammering at 1am 😳 
The covers were... finicky. For some reason, midway, I decided to make either covers differently, and all to the good because the one made following DAS’ tutorial ended up slightly warping. DAS’ was with two 1.25mm boards glued together, while my experimental one was with a single 2.5mm board of which I peeled layers off of to reduce its thickness in half as needed.  (see pictures below for reference)
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A lot of how the book looks like now is either born out of impulse or a desperate remedy. The book in turn is very gold. Chapter headers were impulsively foiled with gold laser reactive foil (so much for illustrating the headers only to cover them up haha *eye twitches*). 
I accidentally stained the edges while smoothing with black sandpaper so I covered the mess with an admix of Sakura acrylic paint in black and Liquitex acrylic ink in iridescent gold (Paint order: 1 layer gold- 2 thin layers black- 3 layers gold).
 I am very proud of my sewn endbands as this was my very first attempt at doing a double-core. I used DMC cotton threads in cream (712) and gold (E3821). Below is a close-up because why not. (as you can see, I had some flaking on the paint, luckily this was on the bottom edge so I fixed the issue on the more visible sides.)
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I don’t like the bookcloth selection where I’m from (if there’s anything at all) so I made my own with pastel blue eco-ramie cloth, flour paste, and 80gsm paper. I ordered my fabric online and the shade was too icing-like. It looked tacky so I bleached to lighten. The white cloth also came from the same fabric which I bleached till it paled to white.
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Titling was one of my biggest worries because majority of binders I saw were using a cricut to cut HTV. I almost entertained the idea of cutting it manually or even painting or embroidery, but to my luck, I found a local shop that offers vinyl ! cutting !! service !!! I sent them my design and they cut and weeded the vinyl for me. I chose white for the title and metallic gold for the vine detail. I messed up applying the word “historical” though, but let’s pretend i did it on purpose for the vintage feel.
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Four months of faffing later, I have this story in corporeal form! Overall, I’m overjoyed with the outcome and I’d like to thank PR for the opportunity to have such a wonderful story on my shelf (and free to be read by anyone!)
If you made it this far, thanks for reading! 
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pacific-rimbaud · 5 months
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Hello PR, I wanted to tell you that I just finished reading L&OHE this morning and I loved it, it's definitely one of the best Dramiones ever. I just want to read it all over again. Anyway, I can't stop thinking on the conversation between Ron and Hermione after dinner in the Burrow when they are talking about having children, and Ron tells her "but you don’t want them here. You don’t want them with me." "You want then there" "You want them with him"... and it's the first time that I've felt sorry for Ron in a fic, because he knew she was in love with Draco... but, how did he know? Did he realized it at the Christmas party when Hermione is talking to Draco?
Thank you so much for sharing your beautiful writing ❤️
This is 100% me failing to get this across properly, but Ron's not talking about kids, specifically. He's talking about spontaneity, changing plans, and, most critically, risk. Here's the conversation without any of the other stuff happening in that scene:
“I want to be spontaneous sometimes, [he said.] Even about important things.” “We’re spontaneous,” she whispered. "I want plans that change when we change. I want some degree of risk." “I want those things, too.” “But you don’t want them here. You don’t want them with me.” “Please stop.” “You want them there. You want them with him.”
Later in the fic (Chapter 11: The Key, I think) we see how her strict daily schedule gets thrown out the window constantly when it comes to work. She uses rigid long-term planning to kick a reckoning with Ron down the road, but takes massive risks "there" (at work), "with him" (with Draco). Ron sees this difference very plainly, and takes the incredibly brave step of calling it off. I think everyone around them sees the attraction, including Ron, but Hermione has worked extremely hard to hold an ethical line, and to never, ever violate Ron's trust. So yeah, Ron sees their connection, AND he rightfully trusts her. I think that's so complicated and human and real! A lot of people hate this Hermione, but I have so much compassion for her. She knows she's attracted to Draco, and that he's attracted to her. Her increasingly implausible denial and refusal to sexually cave to their forced proximity in 1804 is really about her guarding an ethical line with her life so she doesn't hurt Ron and screw up the precious creative and intellectual connection she has to Draco. It's brave and self-sacrificial and it's 100% incorrect. She's wrong. She's one of God's bravest soldiers, out there doing absolutely the wrong thing for all the right reasons. As far as kids go, whether it's with Ron or Draco she definitely only wants like one kid and would be perfectly happy with none. My headcanon is that she and Draco have one (1) child and Draco takes it time hopping without telling Hermione and it makes her incredibly angry. Thank you so much for the ask!
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this-is-cool · 11 months
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The dark and imaginative futuristic sci-fi creations of OHA - https://www.this-is-cool.co.uk/the-dark-digital-sci-fi-creations-of-oha/
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cocotamarindo · 11 months
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When you’re at the ball but you realize you gave the declaration letter to the wrong person.
Concept for Hermione in “Love and Other Historical Accidents” 🥀
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fancyfade · 1 month
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i need fandom to stop acting like batfam members who have not even met each other before a certain incident would have the same interactions and perceptions of the incident as siblings who were raised together just b/c they were adopted by the same guy... or that batfam members who barely interact with each other on panel would have the same dynamic... like please let them be complicated
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soggedboytroutanti · 2 months
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i convinced him the meatworm is out and about again XD. hes freaking out
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annestie · 2 months
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Magic
A year after the battle at Three Brothers Rock, Ao'nung is babysitting his baby sister
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Ao’nung desperately knocks on the outside of the Sully’s marui. Is it the smartest idea he’s ever had? No. But his baby sister has been crying for the last half hour and he cannot find anyone else to help.
“Hello?” Neteyam comes to the door, glancing between Oha and Ao’nung.
“I can’t get her to stop crying, it’s been half an hour and I can’t find anyone else,” Ao’nung quickly explains.
“Did you feed her?” Neteyam immediately asks.
“Yes and she’s clean and not tired. I have tried everything I know.”
“Here, let me see her,” Neteyam says, holding his arms out to take Oha.
Ao’nung hands over Oha. Right as she’s settled into Neteyam’s arms, her cries stop. Oha calms so much, she even babbles to Neteyam.
“How did you do that?” Ao’nung asks, bewildered. He looks on as Oha, who was crying nonstop a few seconds ago, stays peacefully in Neteyam’s arms. “Magic…” Ao’nung whispers under his breath.
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thecollectibles · 3 months
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Soldier sketch by OHA
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meriyart · 9 months
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"We found him warting around in the grass, and the professor conjured us a jar."
[Love and other Historical Accidents by @pacific-rimbaud]
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wsknbfanaccnt · 1 year
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Hihii! I love your content!! 😍 I was wondering if maybe you could do a scene where Aomine is at high-school practice and his s/o comes to watch him play and he tries (but fails miserably) to act all tough around his teammates because he can't control how soft he is ffor them? Please🙈
Damn it's actually been years since i wrote anything- I used to be so active on Wattpad and such lmfao
But well, I've been rping in my absence and I hope that makes up for the writing I've lost-
And i do miss writing, so I'll do my best to satisfy and thank you for requesting!
Edit: SORRY IT IT FELT WEIRD- IDK AOMINE SEEMS OOC TO ME HERE BUT I TRIED MY BEST
Acting Tough! Aomine x S/O
You had a bit of time after school today since you had already finished all your homework in class. You and Aomine hadn't planned to do much these days, so you decided to take a peek at the gym to see how he was doing. The moment you stepped into the gym, you immediately lay eyes on the navy blue-haired teen. He just shot a 2 pointer, wiping off the sweat from his forehead with a towel as he headed back for the benches. You smirked and went behind the benches as discreetly as you could. Aomine was too immersed in nothing in particular that he had no idea that you were behind him.
Just as he took a sip of water, you grabbed his shoulders and let out a loud "Boo!" from behind.
"AAH WHAT THE FUCK?!" he suddenly screamed and coughed out the water, falling to the floor in front of the benches. You burst out in laughter, holding your stomach as you bent over.
"That wasn't funny at all!" he hissed at you, coughing a bit more from choking on the water. The rest of the team had caught Aomine's attention from his loud yell, chuckling quietly as Sakurai just hid behind another teammate.
"That was priceless! You should have seen your face Aho!" you laugh, but hold out a hand for him to take. He reluctantly put his hand in yours, but he smirked inwardly as he suddenly pulled you towards him, making you fall directly on top of him.
"Hey-! Daiki...!" you whined in annoyance, but your voice was quickly cut off by him wrapping his arms around your waist and a small kiss on the back of your neck. You felt the blush creep up on your cheeks, feeling the team's eyes bore down at the two of you.
"Oi, Aomine! Stop flirting with your girlfriend and practice with us!" he shouted, Aomine groaning in annoyance. You chuckled and just pat his leg, getting up as he followed suit.
"Go practice Daiki, I'll be here," you smile cheerily at him, the boy sighing and pouting.
"Fine..." he grumbled, going over to the court hesitantly as you smiled softly. After all, he couldn't resist you, especially since he knew that you were trying to prevent him from getting into any more trouble and that you cared for him.
"Oi, Sakurai."
"Y-Yes?? I'm sorry-!" the apologetic mushroom immediately bowed at him, but Aomine leaned into his ear and whispered something. Sakurai nodded as he pulled away, messing up his hair. Of course, you were watching with curiosity as a small smile curved y our lips, and your eyebrow slightly raised. But Aomine suddenly shot up and shoved Sakurai to the side, realizing that you were watching him. The poor boy was confused, just apologizing to Aomine a million times.
He had always shown a mean facade to his teammates, but deep down he cared about each and every one of them. Now that his s/o was watching him, he tried to toughen himself up even more but it was clear that he was failing miserably. As one of the first years accidentally got hit in the face with the basketball he immediately rushed over to him, checking to see if he was okay. Only to pull away and scoff, the tips of his ears tinting red as he insulted the boy under his breath. You observed how he was acting, and having dated Aomine for so long, knew exactly what he was doing.
Soon practice ended and he went to the benches to rest for a bit. You approached him with some water and a towel, the navy-haired teen smiled softly and drank the water.
"Don't try putting that tough act on me Daiki..." you pout, sitting next to him. He turned his face away from you ever so slightly, not wanting to embarrass himself.
"What are you talking about?" he said, intending to hiss at her but really it just came out in a slightly panicked tone. You chuckle and wrap your arms around him from behind, putting your chin on his shoulder.
"I know how much you care about your teammates. I think it's really sweet.." you smile, whispering so that no one else could hear. He only hummed softly in response, leaning against you a little. But knowing him, you didn't want to make him feel awkward any longer.
"Go take a bath, you smell." you suddenly sneer, shoving him away and putting your shirt over your nose to tease him.
"And who was just hugging me huh? Admit it, you love the smell."
"EW! You're disgusting!" you exclaim, just to have him laugh at your remark. He suddenly grabbed your head and pulled you toward his chest, making you gasp with the scent of his sweat going into your nose.
"AHOMINE GET OFF!!"
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elisacifuentes · 4 months
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“Meine Lieblingsschwester hier, die Tochter des Hauses. Eine Heilige. Die Nacht gehört mir, meine Liebe.”
Davos 1917: Johanna (Folge 1)
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Diesel and MC stuck in a closet. Angst variation.
Note: This was actually for the stuck in a closet for each ROs ask which I am currently writing 🫣 and also due to the last angsty ask, i posted this closet variation earlier than what i intended.
Diesel and MC is being a stubborn pair right now 🤧 its why i ended up writing this instead of the suggestive variation.
Out of all that could have happened, being stuck in a closet with an ex-boyfriend is the least scenario you could think of.
You let out a sigh of frustration but it seems someone is enjoying the situation, you look up to see a smirk on his face, his hands leaning over the closet door frame and with you leaning against it, offering much less space in a small closet basically you're enclosed in between his arms.
"Are you enjoying this?" You narrowed your eyes on him before looking away. Diesel's smirks fell at your question and started pursing his lips.
"I'm not"
You can feel his eyes on you although a bit dark. When you didn't offer any reply, he sighs and starts to speak.
"It's just-" You closed your eyes, felt yourself stop breathing, holding back any reaction for his next words. You can hear him gulp, a light tone yet nervousness in his words as if he's afraid to tread on something you both know can snap.
"I'm just glad I get to be stuck with you."
Slowly, your eyes opened, he continues staring, and the look he's been giving you these past few days like he's been making time for the past years. You hated how your heart still beats fast at seeing him again, truly you can never separate the mind and the heart, no matter how much you wanted to despise him.
The creeping feeling always comes back like a vine you can't cut off. A thread that always hangs on.
"I missed you."
Diesel whispers, eyes roaming all throughout your face, from your eyes to your lips.
It's intense how he stares at you like you're the most special woman in his life yet how can he walk away when you were still madly in love with him back then. You felt his fingers touch your cheek.
Your lips quivered, chest aching all of a sudden. A snap. The words you have been wishing and hoping for, he'd someday tell you that he misses you or that he will give your love a chance again.
The pain comes back. It hits you hard.
"Diesel, don't." Your voice croaks for the first time, pushing his hand away. "You don't just get to waltz like this back in my life and say you miss me."
A hurt flashes in Diesel's eyes, You don't know if it's from your words or how you pushed his hand away. Desperation and guilt is between them now, but before he can say anything more.
The closet door opens, much to your luck and probably from both your weight. Diesel hugs you so you won't fall, you can smell the same scent you've grown familiar as it engulfs you with so much warmth, you closed your eyes again, tears threatening to fall.
How can love still burn so much?
"Please... don't go" He begs, shakiness evident in his voice. You felt him kiss your hair, he hugs you tightly. "Please."
Your chest aches once more, your walls are trembling to collapse. Would it be all right to let yourself fall for the second time? To allow yourself have a second chance with him? You asked that that again and again.
You stayed like that for a minute that felt like eternity.
Then a realization came, You froze, feeling yourself get drenched with ice water.
You're scared. 
It's why you kept asking all these thoughts. You're never going to be brave again like the first time you're falling for him. You're scared that it will end in another heartbreak again. 
What if Diesel won't fight for it? How long would that take? It will just be you, not us again in the end.
You can't have yourself lose another battle once more. No, You can't take another heartbreak. You can't let the wall I've built up again just come crashing down just because he misses you.
With a strong will, You find yourself pushing Diesel away. His eyes are tinged red with tears already, you looked away, afraid you might just crumble and give in.
"You're fucking unfair." you cursed, finding the strength to look at his eyes again. You can feel your eyes are glassy that you find yourself trying to hold back more. "You can't just say that and expect me to stay when you didn't."
Diesel was just quiet, still staring at you. You can never comprehend what's brewing beneath those dark brown eyes of his. It's like we're back 2 years ago again, except this time there are tears in his eyes and a facial expression like he's been slapped.
He's giving up again?
You wiped your tears away. When it's all too much and the feeling of déjà vu comes back haunting you, you turn around to walk away yet some sick twisted hope within you just like 2 years ago wishes he'll call your name or chase you.
You almost froze again. A flutter of hope runs through you.
Diesel calls your name this time, you can hear his footsteps behind you.
You stomped that hope and started walking faster. "Don't follow me." you mumbled and this time you're glad he didn't.
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pacific-rimbaud · 7 months
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Hello PR! I'd like to shout out a friend's audiobook recording of your inimitable L&OHA. meems_toanend does voices and accents and singing (a little piano playing!), Grix and the Avery children are performed by such endearing special cameos, bespoke voices for your OC's (my personal favorites are Margaret the thigh maiden and Sir Thomas), and there's so much dedication and enthusiasm for your material. It's been a lovely treat to revisit your words in a different medium. Picking up on little tiny threads like Pansy's side situation, pirates, etc. Just wonderful.
I'm campaigning for her to record some of my underrated favorites, like A Woman of Independent Means or Bright Objects, and hopefully Remember One Thing.
Thrilled to see that you may be working on original fiction, and I hope the writing process is an enjoyable adventure for you. If there is anything is good and just left in the world, we'll be lucky enough to read it, too. Thank you endlessly for sharing your writing!
So cool! It's lovely to hear L&OHA read aloud. Thank you for sharing, and for anyone out there interested in an audio version of the fic, here you go!
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kawaragoemonz · 2 months
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