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sitp-recs · 8 months

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I just finished a great romcom and now Im wondering do you have Drarry recs that are romcom-y? It doesnt have to explicitly labeled as such but just a vibe...you know that after a serious of little hick ups and An Airport Run for True Love a pop banger playing in the background vibe :D

Hi anon! Oh that’s such an exciting ask, I’ve had lots of fun thinking about this one. I feel like I haven’t read enough romcom, would love to explore this genre further. I hope you enjoy these!

Mad Blood Stirring by provocative_envy (E, 3k) - Hockey AU

It's not like they've been angrily hooking up on the sly since meeting at a Juniors skills camp in fucking Manitoba four years ago, except that's exactly what they've been doing.

Burning Down the House by @peachpety (M, 4k)

Harry is happy as editor-in-chief of The Quibbler. From planning to printing, design to deadlines, he enjoys being in the hot seat. And after vanquishing Voldemort, managing fires is an easy part of the job. Until his scorching crush on his impeccably dressed fashion editor flares out of control, and he's forced to face actual fires.

Per my last letter (I hope you choke on it) by @fluxweeed and @lastontheboat (T, 10k)

Or: the one where Harry has writer’s block and Malfoy isn’t helping.

Love, Actually, is All Around by @punk-rock-yuppie (T, 10k)

It's Christmastime, and Harry has just started as the new Minister of Magic. It just so happens that Draco works in his office as well, a holdover from Kingsley's tenure. Naturally, love is in the air.

Title of Their Sex Tape by @cibeewastaken (T, 12k)

What are the Wizarding world's most elite law enforcers doing when they aren't catching criminals? It seems Auror Malfoy is often caught throwing food into Auror Potter's mouth when he's mid-yawn. This story isn't about Draco throwing food at Harry. What it does have is: Undercover! Heists! Draco pining for Harry! Harry being oblivious, but also can't help noticing how good Draco smells! Banters and jokes! That's about it.

Crash (Into Me) by @sweet-s0rr0w (T, 14k)

Harry’s done plenty of ridiculous things for charity over the years, but Robards’ latest scheme really takes the biscuit. Or rather, the teacake. Good job Malfoy’s there to suffer alongside him this time, eh?

Yours Truly by @skeptiquewrites (M, 15k)

Every single one of Harry’s exes has gone on to marry the next person they date, and with the upcoming nuptials of numbers six and seven to each other, Harry’s feeling exhausted by it all. It doesn’t really matter if he lets people assume Draco Malfoy is his boyfriend for a moment of peace. In any case, Draco’s been away for five years and there’s no way he would find out, right?

The Courting by the Pureblood Who Only Has Five Milligrams of Romantic Intelligence and Thinks He’s Real Smooth by @cibeewastaken (T, 19k)

Draco could grab Potter and shove him into a stall before proceeding to suck his soul out of his dick, but secretly, deep down, in the part of Draco that he will never admit to anyone, he is (everyone pauses to shudder) a romantic. Potter is not someone Draco wants a one-off with. Potter is — Draco’s beloved!

Jumeaux by VivacissimoVoce (M, 19k)

Draco and Blaise own and operate a luxury spa resort together, and the Ministry's Auror department has scheduled a full service three-day retreat. Guess who's on the guest list?

Little Red Courgette by @blamebrampton (T, 31k)

When this season's purple courgettes are woefully thin, Draco Malfoy thinks it amounts to small beans. Next thing he knows, the Department of Standards is over-run with leeks, Brussels sprouts all sorts of legislative difficulties, and somebody appears to have put a roquette under Harry Potter. Can Draco seize a marrow victory? Or will his plans for peas be squashed?

The Four Ds of Apparition (or: Destination, Determination, Deliberation, and Dicks) by eidheann, firethesound (E, 36k)

After transferring to the Apparition Department, Harry's life becomes one big dick joke. And all his friends are arseholes. So is Malfoy, but what else is new? AKA Harry Potter and the eighteen twenty dicks.

Soup-pocalypse and The Great Curry Cataclysm by SquadOfCats (E, 104k)

Eleven years after the war, Draco Malfoy leads a quiet, boring, and perfectly respectable life, thanks very much. Or, at least he does, until a sudden and very unexpected veela awakening causes him to throw soup all over Harry Potter in the middle of the Ministry cafeteria.

#anon #asks #Drarry reclist #romcom AUs

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moonlayl · 6 months

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Mentioning that over 4000 Palestinians have been murdered, including 2000+ children, 1000+ women, and 200+ elderly is a big no no and means you support terrorism

Mentioning that Israel/certain media lied about a variety of things is a big no no and means you support terrorism

Pointing out the power imbalance between Gaza and Israel and the difference in how Palestinians are dealing with war vs Israelis (who have the time to do their nails, idf soldiers doing kpop challenges on TikTok, them being able to shop around, go to school, travel by airplane to a different country, etc…while Palestinian women have to take medication to stop their periods because they’ve ran out of hygienic products. While the smell of hundreds of corpses underneath rubble has become unbearable, where flies are everywhere and they’ve ran out of water to clean themselves, while the bombs’ impact is akin to a quarter of a nuclear bomb in Gaza, and having literal children now responsible for their baby siblings because every adult in their family has been murdered) is a big no no and means you support terrorism.

Pointing out the numerous war crimes breaking international law that Israel has committed, is a big no no and means you support terrorism.

Pointing out the clear genocide taking place and how Israelis are working overtime on propaganda (including creating fake crime scenes with fake blood about nonexistent dead children killed by “Hamas” and tweeting like a 13 year old on Stan twitter by making up lies about Taylor Swift’s backup dancers) is a big no no and beans you support terrorism

Sharing the very real footage of Israeli hostages explaining how they were treated well and in a humane way in Gaza by Hamas, and revealing that Israel initially refused to accept the return of those hostages (despite Hamas having not asked for anything in return for those people specifically) is a big no no and means you support terrorism

Sharing the Israel’s military defence and prime minister’s own discriminatory and dehumanizing words about Gaza and Palestinians, is a big no no and means you support terrorism.

(If you don’t believe any of what I’ve said, I’ll share the proof. I’m just on my phone right now on the bus and and can’t access everything this exact moment. Like Israel is NOT on the side of truth right now. It’s time everyone woke the hell up)

#If you don’t believe any of what I’ve said I’ll provide links just send an ask #Israel #anti israel #current events #palestine #free palestine #free gaza #Gaza #israel is a terrorist state #israel is an apartheid state #from the river to the sea palestine will be free

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radiohead-spiderman · 3 months

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My Golden Trio Headcanons (some modern some not)

Harry:

Oddly good at beer pong.

One time caught the snitch in his mouth and almost died.

Is REALLY good at cooking(less headcanon and more actually canon)

Loves the rain, absolutely hates thunder.

Had American southern tea ONCE and never looked at Earl Grey the same way again (Hermione gets upset about it every time they get tea together)

Soap opera lover(he watches them with Ron)

Is really good at drawing birds specifically.

He’s good at pottery but can only make bowls and plates.

SPIDER-MAN FAN

Ron:

Chess lover, both magic AND muggle(that’s canon but I’m including it anyways)

When Harry tried American sweet tea for the first time, Ron got to try fried butter for the first time too, he promptly inhaled it.

He hates crabs.

He often has stare offs with Crookshanks which either end with Ron getting mauled, or Crookshanks getting locked out of the room.

Is a DIEHARD Beastie Boys fan, Hermione introduced him to them and he hasn’t looked back since.

His favorite color is the exact shade of brown that Hermione’s eyes are :)

Soap opera lover(he watches them with Harry)

Wears bright neon crocs, has worn them on dates with Hermione before, will wear them on dates with Hermione again.

Got a buzz cut one time and Hermione screamed in pure unbridled terror when she saw it(she did not speak for him for a week, he had to magically grow it back)

Bad at pottery but loves playing with the clay.

DEADPOOL FAN

Hermione:

Aroace spectrum(because I love projecting onto characters and it’s canon in my eyes)

One time tried to straighten her hair and both Ron and Harry got scared when they saw it(it did not work)

Knows ALL of the Elder Scrolls lore

Has played Skyrim to completion over 19 times.(that is not an exaggeration, she’s pulled various all nighters)

HORRIFIC sleep schedule

Will not read romance, UNLESS it’s completely historically accurate.

Bad at drawing, really good at pottery oddly enough.

While she’s good at pottery, she absolutely despises the feel of wet clay, and then the feel of dry clay on her skin so she doesn’t sculpt stuff without gloves on.

Hates the texture of pasta, it has to be made in a VERY specific way for her to enjoy it.

Doesn’t like being smooched on the temple because it’s too close to her eyes and she thinks it’s unsanitary.

Had a seafood boil one time and was out like a light for a full DAY.

Tried a vegan diet for like a year but she accidentally ate a wet piece of ham in a sleep deprived delirium.

Beans on toast FIEND.

One time had a five day mental breakdown over magic and specifically quidditch brooms not following the laws of physics.

Dinosaur nerd.

Dr Strange and Reed Richards fan

Golden Trio:

Codependent.

They have a book club, Ron’s favorite genre is a mix between really cheesy badly written romances and westerns, Harry’s favorite genre is murder mysteries and philosophy, funnily enough, Hermione doesn’t like murder mysteries because she guesses the plot/plot twists and they’re always correct, she usually only reads non-fiction but she occasionally likes accurate science fiction and she also enjoys biographies.

Hermione once sat them down to watch a bunch of muggle movies, some Harry recognized, while Ron was just utterly entranced by the television, occasionally shaking Harry’s shoulder when something happened on screen.

While Hermione was finishing her seventh/ “eighth” year she was sent at LEAST ten letters DAILY, from both Ron and Harry.

They shared an apartment for like two years and would quiet often all sleep in the same bed.

That habit followed them into adulthood, and they occasionally sleep in the same bed.

Both Harry and Ron, along with Ginny, will flaunt Hermione being the minister, often.

Harry has forced the other two to rewatch every Star Wars movie, more than ten times.

Ron and Hermione broke up one time in their relationship and Harry was more distraught than both of them combined.

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najia-cooks · 9 months

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[ID: Rice noodles topped with yellow fried tofu and chives; piles of chili powder, peanuts, and chive stems to the side. End ID]

ผัดไทย / Phad thai (Thai noodle dish with tamarind and chives)

Phad thai, or pad thai ("Thai stir-fry") is a dish famous for its balance of sour, sweet, savory, and spicy flavors, and its combination of fried and fresh ingredients. It's commonly available in Thai restaurants in the U.S.A. and Europe—however, it's likely that restaurant versions aren't vegetarian (fish sauce!), and even likelier that they don't feature many ingredients that traditionalists consider essential to phad thai (such as garlic chives or sweetened preserved radish—or even tamarind, which they may replace with ketchup).

Despite the appeals to tradition that phad thai sometimes inspires, the dish as such is less than 100 years old. Prime Minister Plaek Phibunsongkhram popularized the stir-fry in the wake of a 1932 revolution that established a constitutional monarchy in Thailand (previously Siam); promotion of the newly created dish at home and abroad was a way to promote a new "Thai" identity, a way to use broken grains of rice to free up more of the crop for export, and a way to promote recognition of Thailand on a worldwide culinary stage. Despite the dish's patriotic function, most of the components of phad thai are not Thai in origin—stir-fried noodles, especially, had a close association with China at the time.

My version replaces fish sauce with tao jiew (Thai fermented bean paste) and dried shrimp with shiitake mushrooms, and uses a spiced batter that fries up like eggs. Tamarind, palm sugar, prik bon (Thai roasted chili flakes), and chai po wan (sweet preserved radish) produce phad thai's signature blend of tart, sweet, and umami flavors.

Recipe under the cut!

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Serves 2.

Ingredients:

For the sauce:

3 Tbsp (35g) Thai palm sugar (น้ำตาลปึก / nam tan puek)

2 Tbsp vegetarian fish sauce, or a mixture of Thai soy sauce and tao jiew

1/4 cup tamarind paste (made from 50g seeded tamarind pulp, or 80g with seeds)

Thai palm sugar is the evaporate of palm tree sap; it has a light caramel taste. It can be purchased in jars or bags at an Asian grocery, or substituted with light brown sugar or a mixture of white sugar and jaggery.

Seedless tamarind pulp can be purchased in vacuum-sealed blocks at an Asian grocery store—try to find some that's a product of Thailand. I have also made this dish with Indian tamarind, though it may be more sour—taste and adjust how much paste you include accordingly.

You could skip making your own tamarind paste by buying a jar of Thai "tamarind concentrate" and cooking it down. Indian tamarind concentrate may also be used, but it is much thicker and may need to be watered down.

For the stir-fry:

4oz flat rice noodles ("thin" or "medium"), soaked in room-temperature water 1 hour

1/4 cup chopped Thai shallots (or substitute Western shallots)

3 large cloves (20g) garlic, chopped

170g pressed tofu

3 Tbsp (23g) sweet preserved radish (chai po wan), minced

1 Tbsp ground dried shiitake mushroom, or 2 Tbsp diced fresh shiitake (as a substitute for dried shrimp)

Cooking oil (ideally soybean or peanut)

The rice noodles used for phad thai should be about 1/4" (1/2cm) wide, and will be labelled "thin" or "medium," depending on the brand—T&T's "thin" noodles are good, or Erawan's "medium." They may be a product of Vietnam or of Thailand; just try to find some without tapioca as an added ingredient.

Pressed tofu may be found at an Asian grocery store. It is firmer than the extra firm tofu available at most Western grocery stores. Thai pressed tofu is often yellow on the outside. If you can't locate any, use extra firm tofu and press it for at least 30 minutes.

Sweetened preserved radish adds a deeply sweet, slightly funky flavor and some texture to phad thai. Make sure that your preserved radish is the sweet kind, not the salted kind.

For the eggs

¼ cup + 2 Tbsp (60g) white rice flour

3 Tbsp (22.5g) all-purpose flour (substitute more rice flour for a gluten-free version)

1 tsp ground turmeric

About 1 ¼ cup (295mL) coconut milk (canned or boxed; the kind for cooking, not drinking)

¼ tsp kala namak (black salt), or substitute table salt

Pinch prik bon (optional)

To serve:

Prik bon

2 1/2 cups bean sprouts

3 bunches (25g) garlic chives

1 banana blossom (หัวปลี / hua plee) (optional)

1/3 cup peanuts, roasted

Additional sugar

Garlic chives, also known as Chinese chives or Chinese leeks, are wider and flatter than Western chives. They may be found at an Asian grocery; or substitute green onion.

Banana blossoms are more likely to be found canned than fresh outside of Asia. They may be omitted if you can't find any.

Instructions:

For the eggs:

1. Whisk all ingredients together in a mixing bowl. Cover and allow to rest.

For the noodles:

1. Soak rice noodles in room-temperature water for 1 hour, making sure they're completely submerged. After they've been soaked, they feel almost completely pliant. Cut the noodles in half using kitchen scissors.

For the tamarind paste:

1. Break off a chunk of about 50g seedless tamarind, or 80g seeded. Break it apart into several pieces and place it at the bottom of a bowl. Pour 2/3 cup (150mL) just-boiled water over the tamarind and allow it to soak for about 20 minutes, until it is cool enough to handle.

2. Palpate the tamarind pulp with your hands and remove hard seeds and fibres. Pulverise the pulp in a blender (or with an immersion blender) and pass it through a sieve—if you have something thicker than a fine mesh sieve, use that, as this is a thick paste. Press the paste against the sieve to get all the liquid out and leave only the tough fibers behind.

You should have about 1/4 cup (70g) of tamarind paste. If necessary, pour another few tablespoons of water over the sieve to help rinse off the fibers and get all of the paste that you can.

3. Taste your tamarind paste. If it is intensely sour, add a little water and stir.

For the sauce:

1. If not using vegetarian fish sauce, whisk 1 Tbsp tao jiew with 1 Tbsp Thai soy sauce in a small bowl. You can also substitute tao jiew with Japanese white miso paste or another fermented soybean product (such as doenjang or Chinese fermented bean paste), and Thai soy sauce with Chinese light soy sauce. Fish sauce doesn't take "like" fish, merely fermented and intensely salty, and that's the flavor we're trying to mimic here.

2. Heat a small sauce pan on medium. Add palm sugar (or whatever sugar you're using) and cooking, stirring and scraping the bottom of the pot often, until the sugar melts. Cook for another couple of minutes until the sugar browns slightly.

3. Immediately add tamarind and stir. This may cause the sugar to crystallize; just keep cooking and stirring the sauce to allow the sugar to dissolve.

4. Add fish sauce and stir. Continue cooking for another couple of minutes to heat through. Remove from heat. Taste and adjust sugar and salt.

To stir-fry:

1. Cut the tofu into pieces about 1" x 1/4" x 1/4" (2.5 x 1/2 x 1/2cm) in size.

2. Separate the stalks of the chives from the greens and set them aside for garnish. Cut the greens into 1 1/2” pieces.

3. Chop the shallots and garlic. If using fresh shiitake mushrooms, dice them, including the stems. If using dried, grind them in a mortar and pestle or using a spice mill.

4. Roast peanuts in a skillet on medium heat, stirring often, until fragrant and a shade darker.

5. Remove the tough, pink outer leaves of the fresh banana blossom until you get to the white. Cut off the stem and cut lengthwise into wedges (like an orange). Rub exposed surfaces with a lime wedge to prevent browning. If your banana blossom is canned, drain and cut into wedges.

6. Heat a large wok (or flat-bottomed pan) on medium-high. Add oil and swirl to coat the wok's surface.

If you're using extra firm (instead of pressed) tofu, fry it now to prevent it from breaking apart later. Add about 1" (2.5cm) of oil to the wok, and fry the tofu, stirring and flipping occasionally, until golden brown on all sides. Remove tofu onto a plate using a slotted spoon. Carefully remove excess oil from the wok (into a wide bowl, for example) and reserve for reuse.

7. Fry shallots, garlic, preserved radish and tofu (if you didn't fry it before), stirring often, until shallots are translucent. Add mushroom and fry another minute.

8. Add pre-fried tofu, drained noodles, and sauce to the wok. Cook, stirring often with a spatula or tossing with tongs, until the sauce has absorbed and the noodles are completely pliant and well-cooked. (If sauce absorbs before the noodles are cooked, add some water and continue to toss.)

9. Push noodles to the side. Add 'egg' batter and re-cover with the noodles. Cook for a couple minutes, until the egg had mostly solidified. Stir to break up the egg and mix it in with the noodles.

10. Remove from heat. Add half the roasted peanuts, half of the bean sprouts, and all of the greens of the chives. Cover for a minute or two to allow the greens to wilt.

11. Serve with additional peanuts, bean sprouts, banana blossom wedges, chive stems, and lime wedges on the side. Have prik bon and additional grated palm sugar at table.

#phad thai #pad thai #vegan recipes #cooking #thai #gluten free #garlic chives #Chinese chives

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sailtomarina · 8 months

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An Insufferable Duo

Hermione used to believe there was a rhyme and a reason to her classes. The professors no doubt put hours into their lesson planning, taking time to consider each and every single possibility of student interaction and error. They were adults. They were infallible.

That was before years of friendship with Harry Potter and the chaos that inevitably followed in his wake, Cornish pixies wreaking havoc in the classroom, points repeatedly given to a professor’s favored house, and detentions under an egocentric maniac with a blood quill fetish.

The war was over and won, and life had gone back to normal. Supposedly. Hermione had returned to a depressingly shrunk 8th-year student body, only without her best friends and any semblance of familiarity.

Hogwarts felt different. She was different.

And now, she was class partners with Draco Malfoy. She was more than half tempted to murder Professor Slughorn in his sleep.

It happened like this:

The start of the term confirmed a depressing fact—very few students in Hermione’s year had returned to finish out their studies. The reasoning for some was obvious, their names carved into the monument outside the castle walls, candles forever lit in memory. Others transferred to Beauxbatons, Durmstrang, Ilvermorny, or even fabled Uagadou. Hermione would have considered the Ugandan institution if not for her promise to Headmistress McGonagall. There was always her Masters studies, she supposed.

The decreased student population meant several things, the most prevalent at this particular moment being a lack of potential partners. Harry and Ron had accepted Minister Shacklebolt’s offer for a fast pass on the D.M.L.E. track to becoming aurors. The same offer had been extended to her, as well, but she was done with violence. She needed a break, a return to what she’d thought would be comfortable familiarity in academics.

Instead, she found herself surrounded by people whose names she knew but little else besides. Even within Gryffindor, there were very few she’d label “friend” in the truest sense of the word. Ginny, who she had once confided in, stood apart as Harry’s girlfriend and Ron’s sister. Hermione felt awkward around Ginny after she’d broken off any chance at a romance with Ron.

There was Luna, a friendship Hermione hadn’t at all expected to grow as strong as it had, but that was the truth of it. The bond still felt new, born from their shared history and her recent appreciation for the girl’s strange, but not unwelcome, conversations. Unfortunately, Luna wasn’t in any of her classes. Instead, Hermione found herself mostly surrounded by students of other houses.

She had no one but herself to blame for arriving to Advanced Potions class late on the very first day. She found it increasingly difficult to sleep, much less wake up in the mornings.

Looking down from the doorway into the dungeon space, she saw all tables save one filled to capacity: Malfoy’s table in the far corner. There was nothing else for it; it was either cause a scene by trying to squeeze into an already-occupied space, or grit her teeth and get the class over with for the day.

She should have fought to join another table.

The moment she dropped her bag on the empty stool, Professor Slughorn cleared his throat in that obnoxious way of his, tapped his wand against his cauldron, and announced, “Take note of those sharing your table today, because they will be your partners for the rest of the term.”

Pale grey eyes rimmed with impossibly white lashes shared a mutual look of horror at the verdict.

That had been three months ago.

“Pass the porcupine quills.” Malfoy stood over their cauldron, keeping a careful eye on its color and texture.

Hermione quickly handed him the ingredient before returning to the Sopophorous beans. It should have felt odd after all these years to take a backseat to another student at the Potions table, but she’d learned to trust Malfoy. The Slytherin had a way with the ladle that she’d only ever seen in Professors Snape and Slughorn.

She’d originally thought the points Snape handed out so easily were results of favoritism, but now she knew otherwise. Malfoy legitimately understood the craft in a way that Harry never had when he’d blindly followed Snape’s notes under the guise of the Half-blood Prince.

They’d chosen to brew an Elixir to Induce Euphoria for their term project, but not just regular euphoria. They hoped to create a variation that could be taken long-term with a gentler effect, hopefully without the nasty pitfall of the original.

When Malfoy had first broached the idea, Hermione had been stunned at the vulnerability he revealed. This wasn’t just some lazy tweak to an existing potion. This was a genuine desire to improve something that could benefit so many others like them who still suffered from the war every single day. It was for him. It was for her.

“Now the mallowsweet leaves.”

This was one of their recent changes. The plant was notorious for its…relaxing side effects, particularly when smoked by Hufflepuffs. Hermione would have thought it more suitable for a Calming Draught, but it was here again that Malfoy surprised her.

Previous tests proved that adding the gold leaf not only smoothed the usually fast induction to a more natural pace, it also shared the peppermint’s ability to lessen the severity of the user’s euphoria.

Take that, Snape.

“Is this enough juice?” Hermione offered the cutting board to Malfoy for his inspection.

“Press the flat of the knife against the beans. You can get out more juice than that.” He offered her a rare smile to soften the correction, though to others it probably looked more like a passing grimace with how quickly it vanished.

When Harry had used that little trick in the past, Herimone had balked at the departure from the text. Working with Malfoy these few weeks had warmed her up to taking a more exploratory approach to Potions.

They proceeded in their seamless teamwork, oblivious to the attentions of their classmates.

When partners were first announced, everyone had assumed that they’d murder each other within the week. That might have been the case had they’d traveled back in time to their 6th year. That assumption was ignorant of a number of facts.

First, Malfoy had apologized to Hermione shortly after the Battle of Hogwarts. Granted, she’d received his words by owl, but the letter was one of the most heartfelt messages she’d ever read, much less addressed to someone he’d long considered lesser than himself.

Second, she had convinced Harry and even Ron to testify on his behalf. Their testimony hadn’t been full of praises, but they spoke the truth of what they’d seen. The gratitude she saw in his eyes and the embrace he shared with his mother afterward stayed with her even now.

Third, and perhaps most surprising to Hermione, was that Malfoy was legitimately brilliant. He’d been too obsessed with challenging Harry growing up to properly study in all their earlier years. Now, with only his mother at his back and humbled as he was by his experiences, his priorities had adjusted in kind. Hermione found herself fighting to hold her place at the top of the student leaderboard, along with Theodore Nott, another dark horse.

“Granger, take a look at this!” The excited tone of Malfoy’s voice had her rushing over to stand by his side in seconds.

The potion glowed a gentle shade of lavender purple, the vapors surrounding them in a sweet aroma.

“I think this is the best color we’ve seen yet at this stage. I have a really good feeling about this one, Draco!”

The instant his name left her lips, she wanted to take it back. The grin that had filled his face had transformed to a look of shock she was afraid to analyze too closely.

Despite their truce and these several weeks, pleasant as she might dare to describe them, she had never once referred to him by his given name.

Except in her dreams.

“We should stop here and continue next time,” she squeaked out, refusing to look at him and stuffing her bag with her belongings as quickly as she could move. Hermione vaguely registered him casting a stasis charm over their cauldron, but ignored his calling of her name as she sprinted for the doorway.

“Granger, wait!”

His shouts cut off with the slam of the door, and she continued her fast trek up the stairs. Why did the dungeon have to be so far away from everything else?

By the time she’d made it to her private quarters, a courtesy of appointment as Head Girl, she was breathless and sweaty. She dropped her bag with a loud thunk on the entry table, kicked off her shoes, and collapsed in a heap in the sitting room.

She deserved the rest of the day off.

Knock, knock, knock.

Hermione lay frozen in disbelief. Surely he hadn’t followed her to her room. Maybe if she didn’t answer, he’d think she went somewhere else.

Knock, knock.

“I know you’re in there, Granger.”

“I’m not!” Her response bounced off the doorway and had her wincing at her own immaturity. Really? That was the best she could do?

“Hermione. Talk to me.”

Within seconds, she stood at the door and cracked it open. “That’s not fair, using my name like that.”

“You started it.”

He was smirking down at her in a way she’d only ever daydreamed about, silver glinting in his gaze as he waited for her to let him in.

“I didn’t mean to. Can we just forget about it?”

“I liked it.”

That had her gaping in disbelief, while his smirk only grew wider.

“Are you going to let me in or not?”

Her mouth slammed shut and she narrowed her eyes at him in consideration. Letting him in meant he’d likely be staying for longer than a doorway chat. It also meant privacy from nosy students who sometimes wandered down her corridor.

Opening the door wide enough for him to enter, she turned around without a word and headed into the kitchen to start a pot of tea.

“Thanks.”

She waved a hand over her shoulder in reply and continued preparing snacks. If he was staying, she might as well feed them both.

“Take off your shoes and have a seat—” Her voice died away once she turned around and realized he had already made himself at home on her couch, legs stretched out across the cushions and arms braced behind his head.

“Nice room, though it’s a bit too scarlet for my taste.” He surveyed his surroundings with interest, taking in the wall of books, windows overlooking the grounds, and her bedroom door, slightly ajar.

“What would you prefer, green?”

Again, he leveled her with a look straight out of her fantasy playbook. “One can only hope.”

She hoped to Godric her face wasn’t as red as it felt. Balancing her tray of sandwiches on one hand and levitating a couple of teacups behind her with the other, she carefully made her way into the room to place them down like a peace offering on the coffee table. She then took her own seat in the armchair on the opposite side.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” She nibbled on her ham and cress sandwich.

“Us.”

The tiny bit of bread and meat caught in her throat as she coughed in surprise. She hastily took a sip of her tea to clear the offending item, all while glaring at the smug Slytherin.

“There is no us.” She finally bit out.

She wasn’t sure of the expression that briefly flashed across his face, but she might have thought it disappointment. That couldn’t be right, could it?

“Well, we’re partners in Potions and bloody fine ones at that.”

“Okay…”

“And we’re easily the best students in our year—”

“I don’t see how that means anything—”

“—but we could do even better if we worked together. Not just in Potions, but in all our subjects.”

He arched one eyebrow in expectation. Hermione wasn’t sure what to say, but there was one thing she knew for certain.

She missed having someone next to her as she did her assignments. Sure, Harry and Ron were more distracting than anything else, but they’d always been there. On the rare occasion, they’d offer up some surprising insight. More often, they saved her from overworking herself, reminding her to eat and sleep when she would have otherwise studied through the night.

Potions with Malfoy had easily become her favorite subject this term, something she never, ever thought she’d say. He challenged her assumptions, pushed her to look outside her carefully-constructed boundaries, and noticed the effort she put forth where others only saw talent. Hermione appreciated his mind even more than his absurdly good looks.

Circe, strike her down right now.

“Say I entertain this idea—”

“You won’t regret it.”

“—what makes you think we won’t end up killing each other sooner rather than later? Getting along in one class is fine, but hanging out outside of the dungeon?”

He nodded in understanding as he finished off one, then two, of her sandwiches. It wasn’t until he placed his cup silently down onto its saucer that he finally answered her.

“Well, I have this bet with Theo—”

“You what?”

“Oh, calm down. It’s nothing nefarious. I also respect you too much to kill you. We’ll disagree, fight even, but I’d sooner pet a hippogriff than muck this up with you.”

He held her gaze, all humor gone from his face, and Hermione realized he was serious. He meant every word he said. She’d squeeze the information out about this so-called bet with Theo later, but right now she cared more about repaying his respect with some of her own.

“You’ve got yourself a study buddy, Malfoy.”

“Draco,” he reminded her.

“…Draco.”

His whoop of joy almost had her spilling her tea right as she was about to set it down.

She might come to regret this decision, but, right here, right now, Hermione thought the future never looked brighter. Or perhaps that was just the added effect of his blinding grin and white-gold hair. He positively glowed. And Hermione? Well, she couldn’t help but grin right back at him. Hogwarts’ most insufferable duo had just been born, and there wasn’t a single thing anyone could do to stop their inevitable conquest.

This short ended up running longer than expected, and took a far more innocent tone than I had originally planned. The romantic pairing here is more implied than anything else, but I hope you still enjoy!

DHRMonth prompt: Week 1 - Hogwarts, September 4 - Class Partners

WC 2415

Cross posted on AO3

#dramionemonth #dramione #dhr fanfiction #draco malfoy x hermione granger #draco malfoy #hermione granger #dramione month

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holdupjack · 8 months

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Waking Up Next To You

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Pairing: Hermione Granger x Fem!Reader

AU: Present Time/In Their Late 20’s

WARNING: None

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Hermione's P.O.V:

"Mione?"

"Hm?"

"Are you sleeping?"

"I was...but I heard an angel call for me"

"That's corny"

My eyes peels open to find my wife hovering over me with a soft smile.

"What is it my love?" I ask and she just continues to smile.

"Good morning" Y/n whispers as she leans down and captures my lips.

I hum happily as my hand reaches up and caresses her face, my other hand finding a spot on the back of her neck.

As she tries to pull away, I whine for another kiss, which I'm happily given.

"I have to make breakfast" she mumbles against my lips and I hum.

"Just five more minutes" I whisper and she chuckles.

"Alright Granger, five more minutes" Y/n whispers back as I pull her body on top of mine.

I gently begin to place feather like kisses on her face, she counts them under her breath as my finger tips fall to her waist.

"Can't we just stay like this?" I ask between each kiss.

"We have to eat" she answers and I groan in annoyance, pull her closer to me and burying my face against her neck.

"How about this, I order Uber Eats, and we'll just sleep in today?" She asks and I giggle like a little kid.

"That sounds amazing" I mumble against her skin.

I sit up, her legs wrap around my waist as Y/n reach's for her nightstand.

When she sits back towards me, she hands me the remote and immediately wraps her arms around my body.

Her chin rests on my shoulder as I flip to the news channel, I can hear Y/n's phone as she types, she hums a quiet tune in my ear.

"Expect showers till late this afternoon..."

I roll my eyes at the same old anchor and the same old weather of the U.K.

"It's cuddle weather" I sigh as my arm tightens around her and as I kiss her shoulder.

"It always is" Y/n laughs in my ear and I smile.

"That's why I like living here" I chuckle back and I could feel her eyes roll.

As I flick between stations, Y/n begins to name off restaurants.

"How about that local restaurant near here? You like their beans and toast" she says I nod.

"Good idea" I whisper as I kiss the side of her head.

I reach my hand up and slowly rub her back up and down. She sighs happily and shivers slightly, causing me to chuckle.

"It'll be here soon"

I hum and place the remote down, letting myself get lost in her warmth and company.

"I love you Y/n Granger" I whisper and she quickly answers me.

"I love you too Hermione Y/l/n"

If the butterflies in my stomach could flutter any faster, I swear I could start floating.

"When you say that, you make me want to retire already and stay like this forever" I whine as I push her onto the bed and hover over her.

Her smile shines as the soft sound of 'The Golden Girls' theme plays from the T.V.

"The Wizarding World needs you Minister" she chuckles and I groan placing my forehead on her shoulder.

"No" I whine and she just laughs, pulling my face up and giving a soft kiss to my greedy lips.

"No complaining, you love you're job" Y/n chuckles out as we pull away.

"But it keeps me away so much, this is my first day off in months!" I sigh, laying myself on top of her.

"I know 'Mione, but you're such a good Minister. That's why you work such long hours, to save the Wizarding World from itself" she says and I sigh again, mumbling a few 'stupid people' and 'dumb magic' from my lips.

Y/n just laughs, running her hand through my tangled hair and drawing shapes into the exposed part of my back.

"Can we just go back to our Hogwarts days?" I ask and Y/n hums.

"You really want to fight again?" She asks and I roll my eyes, sitting up and straddling her hips.

"No, I mean when it was just you and me...when we would sit in my room and stare out the window at all the stars, or late at night when we would sneak into the room of requirement and slow dance to music" I sigh and Y/n smiles.

"You just want to have our 'no responsibility' moments again?" She asks and I smile back.

"Yes, I want to just spend my time on earth with you" I whisper as I lean down and kiss her nose.

Knock! Knock!

"I got it" I hum as I kiss her lips once more and hop off the bed.

Quickly, I walk out to the front door and grab the food from the ground. I hear a soft meow as I shut the door, I look at the table to find Crookshanks the Second staring at me.

"There you are" I chuckle out as I walk back to the bedroom, with him in tow.

"Delivery!" I sing out as I walk back inside, to find my wife staring very intently at her phone.

"What are you looking at?" I ask and she hums.

"The Quibbler, seems Luna might think social anxiety might be apart of some fairy" she hums and I nod, setting down the bag at the foot of the bed.

She turns off her phone, and looks at me with a soft smile. I look between the T.V and the bag as I sort everything out.

"Where are you going?"

"To either get ice cream or commit a felony. I'll decide in the car"

I chuckle at the classic sitcom as I pass Y/n her food and the silverware that came with it.

"Can you believe they're all gone now?" Y/n asks and I laugh a little at the now funny memory.

"I just can't believe you called me crying, and made me leave work hysterical, thinking that something was wrong" I sigh and she just laughs loudly.

"It's Betty White! Everyone was crying!" She defends and I just chuckle again.

"I know my love" I hum as I sit down next to her with my food.

As we eat, Y/n's phone goes off a few times but she doesn't look at it, but she has a grin on her face.

"What are you up to?" I ask, a grin of my own forming.

"Nothing, why?" She asks as her smile drops and I roll my eyes.

"Dove, we've been together for eleven years, I know when you're hiding something" I say and she just rolls her eyes back at me.

"I just ordered some stuff from Amazon, I got confirmation texts" she answers and I hum.

"What did you buy?" I ask and Y/n just looks at back at the T.V.

"Some more supplies for you, and some more food for Crook" she answers and I look at her a moment.

She's not telling me everything.

I chuckle softly and lean over, kissing her cheek.

"Alright my love"

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It was now late, almost 9 o'clock at night.

I hum quietly to myself as I go through some emails on my phone, my hair wrapped in a towel from my recent shower.

Y/n was cleaning some of the dishes when suddenly the house goes quiet.

"Y/n?" I call out but get no answer.

As I'm about to get up and look for her, she emerges into the room with a huge Amazon box.

Crookshanks runs through her legs and jumps up at the foot of the bed.

"What's this?" I chuckle out as she places it on the ground.

"You'll see" Y/n says happily as she opens it easily.

"I knew you had something up your sleeve" I mumble as I sit up, placing the towel from my hair in my nightstand.

"Close your eyes!" She says and I roll my eyes.

"Baby-" I'm cut off as she throws the towel at my face and falls to my lap.

I laugh, letting a snort escape me as I shake my head and doing as she says.

My mind wonders about what she could be planning.

A few times I could feel my hairs stand on end and goosebumps cover my arms when she'd places a kiss on my lips randomly.

A good twenty minutes go by of me hearing shuffling around the room, before the lights are shut off.

The bed dips beside me and I feel Y/n wrap her arm around me, pulling me down to lay next to her.

"Okay, open your eyes"

As I do, I'm greeted by the sound of slow music playing and the sight of the stars on the ceiling.

Im speechless.

"Well, since we can't go back in time, I decided to bring it to the future" she laughs out as I look over at her.

"You enchanted the ceiling?" I ask and she nods.

Suddenly Y/n sits up and grabs the Amazon box from the floor, I sit up too and rest my chin on her shoulder.

I look inside to find my favorite snacks and alcohol, with a few of her favorite stuff as well.

"I don't know what to say" I whisper, pressing a kiss to her neck.

"You don't have to say anything, I didn't do this for brownie points or something." She whispers and I slips my fingers with hers.

"Why did you do it then?" I ask as my favorite slow dancing songs play.

"I did it because I always want you to know that I'll always look at you and see the girl from fifth year that I fell in love with" Y/n mumbles as her eyes stare at the illusion, a shooting star goes by.

She closes her eyes and I feel my heart beating like it did on our first date at the Library.

"What did you wish for?" I whisper and she looks at me with a small smile, kissing my lips as well.

"That I'll always wake up with you by my side"

#harry potter #hermione granger #hermione granger x reader #lesbian #fanfic #fluff

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exitrowiron · 8 months

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Our Son Got Married

Part 2

I was the officiant

I was honored when Brady and Cloe asked me to officiate their wedding. In the state of Maine you must be an ordained minister or a public official (ex. judge) to officiate a wedding. I paid $15 to American Marriage Ministries and was ordained a minister. (You may call me Reverend Mike if you wish).

I drafted a script for the ceremony and let Brady and Cloe choose which parts they wanted to do. For example, they chose to exchange vows, but didn't want the part where I ask the congregation if anyone objects. Likewise, they wanted to keep the ring exchange simple. There's really only one required portion of the ceremony, and that is the declaration... "Do you Brady take Cloe to be... etc., etc." Brady and Cloe wrote their own vows and to say they were inspiring and heartfelt is an understatement. Half the congregation was tearful when they finished.

The only real opportunity for creativity for me as the officiant is the invocation. I chose to use this time to welcome the guests, say a few words about Brady and Cloe and talk about marriage in general. I'm very proud of what I wrote; you can read it below the cut.

When friends heard that I'd be officiating, they suggested attempting to inject humor into the ceremony - perhaps by copying other funny wedding scenes like Mr. Bean's performance in Four Weddings and Funeral or the marriage scene in The Princess Bride. I played it straight however and the ceremony was flawless.

Mike's Invocation

Please be seated.

Thank you everyone for making the trip to this beautiful place. Speaking on behalf of Brady and Cloe as well my wife Beth and Cloe’s parents, Ken and Beth, we are honored by your presence. We are also mindful of loved ones who can’t be with us today; we know they would join us if they could.

As the officiant of this wedding, I have several official responsibilities. My most important responsibility, however, is to make sure that Brady and Cloe understand the commitment they are about to make and are prepared to keep that commitment.

I’ve studied their relationship closely and spoken to them individually and together and I’m pleased to report that they will make a great married couple. I say that with confidence because over the last 8 years they have passed with flying colors the Relationship Tests of Strength.

They have

Worked together. In fact, this is how they met; working together at the Indiana University Foundation and each secretly hoping for office hours which overlapped with the other.

Traveled together, including international travel to countries where they didn’t speak the language.

Moved to a city which was completely foreign to both of them (Boston) and have together moved from one apartment to another.

Supported each other through rigorous professional examinations (the CPA exam for Brady and the Bar exam for Cloe), which they both passed.

Tackled home improvement projects together, including relationship test, hanging wallpaper in a bathroom together.

Sheltered in place together; working demanding jobs from a small apartment during a global pandemic. They’ve even worked together to modify that arrangement at this wedding venue with just a few days’ notice.

And finally, with little or no discernable skills, experience, or appropriate equipment, they have gone camping together. Repeatedly.

As the married couples here will attest, surviving any one of these Relationship Tests of Strength is cause for celebration. And yet despite these tests Cloe, who claims that she liked Brady first, still describes him as thoughtful, patient, empathetic and curious. Brady, who thought that Cloe was just too cool and definitely out of his league, still describes her as compassionate, thoughtful and beautiful. Brady and Cloe are outstanding individuals, and they are about to become an even more outstanding married couple.

But enough about Brady and Cloe… let’s talk about all of us.

Each of our lives is composed of almost endless choices and possibilities. Some people like to think of doors opening and closing, but I envision myself walking a trail through life with paths before me – each decision holding the possibility of new paths and new destinations. Most decisions and events in our life don’t alter our direction very much if at all. What I chose to eat for breakfast this morning isn’t going to affect the course of my life.

Occasionally, however, a decision or event changes our course dramatically. These are the moments when I can literally feel the universe shift. That’s what it feels like to me. The universe shifts. Entire worlds of new possibilities suddenly appear while others just as suddenly evaporate. You know those moments… choosing what college you’re going to attend, starting a new job, moving to a new part of the world, the beginning or ending of a romantic relationship, the death of a loved one or the birth of a child. These are moments which are frozen in time and shine in our memory.

In my experience, the most extraordinary, universe-shifting decisions are the ones we choose to make together; those special moments when we choose to bend our paths to be nearer to one another. What we are about to witness in a few minutes isn’t just the universe shifting for Brady and Cloe; the universe is about to shift for all of us. Their decision, their commitment to love one another other alters the path for everyone here. Their paths will be forever entwined as will be the paths of all of us.

#wedding #wedding script #wedding officiant #wedding invocation

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carrie-organa · 11 months

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Here’s How I Would’ve Ended Ted Lasso

My version includes:

actually acknowledging Keeley’s importance and making Roy not a creep.

actually calling Ted out for his weird ass behavior. This guy is depressed and no one ever asks him about his horrible self esteem issues.

Here, take it before I go insane.

Ted’s Storyline

The team would talk about Ted’s decision and there would be a debate about it. Sam and Jamie agree that he should go home to his son (for different but obvious reasons). Colin and Isaac believe strongly in found family and don’t understand why Ted choosing his son has to mean him abandoning them. Jamie’s perspective is changed. They have a good point.

Rebecca’s storyline in general was odd this episode. Her constantly reaching out to Ted and him shutting her down is so stupid and at odds with their relationship.

I would’ve had Ted explain his decision when she’s giving him her “You go, I’ll go” speech. Talk about his dad and bring up the 9/13 connection. WHY WAS THIS NEVER ACKNOWLEDGED.

Ted saying that not only does Henry miss him, no one here needs him anymore. He’s given them every tool he can think of and there’s nothing left for him to do. There’s nothing else he can give them.

side note: I think this is really at the root of Ted’s issues and I’m flabbergasted that no one calls him on it. He only feels like he should stay in situations where he’s needed. He never stays somewhere because he wants to be there. He’s the traveling salesman of optimism.

Rebecca: You’re right Ted, maybe we don’t need you to remind us to have hope or to believe in ourselves. To reach for happiness. But just because we no longer need you does not mean you are not wanted. Are you happy here? Ted: It’s not that simple. Henry— Rebecca: Yes, I know about Henry, and I completely understand your concerns. I’m asking you if you’re happy here. You, Ted Lasso, the man, not the coach or the father. Are. You. Happy. Ted (bursting with it): Yes. Of course I am. I never thought I’d have an experience like this in my life. It doesn’t seem real. It feels like I fell asleep and I’m going to wake up in exactly the same place I started when I woke up. But I can’t leave Henry. I can’t abandon my son because I like my job. That’s not fair to him.

Ted’s weird detachment would’ve been addressed during the game. The team’s first half wasn’t effected by them crying over Beard’s video but rather by Ted’s refusal to coach them anymore.

Ted: I’m not gonna give y’all a pep talk. Jamie: why the FUCK not? why are you checking out? (puppy dog eyes) what did we do wrong? Ted: deer in the headlights. Turns to Beard and Roy for help. They don’t offer any. They’re wondering the same thing.

No one is disputing that there’s an issue with Ted’s situation. It hurts to be away from his son, it hurts Henry to be away from his dad. HOWEVER — the only solution isn’t to go home and leave everyone behind.

Ted makes some kind of analogy to ties in football games. Sometimes there are no-win scenarios and you just have to accept it. Roy: that’s bullshit.

The episode is about Ted losing sight of his own philosophy and the people who love him reminding him of it. Restoring his sense of belief and optimism. Telling him not to accept a no-win scenario.

The RoyKeeleyJamie of it all

Roy’s obsession with getting Keeley back when she keeps pushing him away is cringey. Someone needs to ask him why he’s being so insistent. I choose Rebecca.

Rebecca: if you don’t explain yourself right now I’m sending you to HR. I’ve never seen you act like this.

After Jamie/Keeley hug

Roy: what were you talking to Keeley about? Jamie: none of your business, mate. Roy (still an insecure bean): Are you guys…getting back together? Jamie (furrowed brows): No? I just asked if she would go on a business trip to New Zealand with me. Make sure I don’t get thrown out of the entire country hitting on the Prime Minister. Roy (unable to help himself): She’s not PM anymore. Jamie: Hm. Shame. Well, she’s still fit. Jamie makes it clear he’s not interested in starting anything with Keeley, after Mom City he knows he really needs to work on himself before he can date anybody. The perspective is very much side-eying Roy, who has decided to ignore all of his issues.

WHY HAS NO ONE ASKED KEELEY WHAT SHE WANTS.

Roy and Jamie still go to a bar. Still end up at Keeley’s door. But this time not because they were fighting over her (because cringe. even though both of them have feelings for her, they respect her autonomy). No, this time, Roy got fucking pissed and he’s being a sad sack and refuses to go home so Jamie followed him to Keeley’s to make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid.

Jamie: Roy, mate, let’s go home. We’ll get a kebab on the way. Roy: No, I just…I just need to know what I’m doing wrong. Please. Keeley: Roy… Roy: If you just tell me then I can fix it! Keeley: It isn’t you! (off Roy) It’s not. I promise. I just…I keep ending up in these intense, whirlwind relationships, and I can’t jump into another one again. Not yet. Not until I know it’s going to end up differently. Because I swear to god, Roy, if I lose you again (tearing up) I will not survive it. I barely survived it the first time. Roy: me too… Jamie (cannot handle uncomfortable situations): Yeah me neither, if I’m honest. (off looks from them both) WHAT? You were both so sad and quiet. Well, this one’s always quiet (gesture to Roy) but it was different. It was weird. I saw him crying in his car once. Roy: I was not crying in the car… Jamie: Yes you were! I saw you wipe a tear! Keeley: BOYS! (they’re exhausting. it’s late. she wants to stop being ambushed into these emotional conversations). something about how her type is clearly smoking hot, intense brunettes (check the math — Jamie, Roy, Jack). Preferably by a cheeky Jamie as he leads a quiet Roy to an uber.

The season has not set up Roy and Keeley to get back together. It just hasn’t. But I think it has set up Keeley to acknowledge how much Roy means to her and to explain why she’s skittish about getting back together with him right now. I think she wants to give him a chance, it’s just going to take some time.

I’d like to see a scene with just the two of them where Keeley asks him not to give up, please. Because that’s Roy’s issue, he quits while he’s ahead and he gives up because it’s easier than getting really hurt. He’s putting himself out there, and I love that because growth, but I think there needs to be an acknowledgment that he’s gone about it wrong.

Roy: I know that I’ve been a right fucking twat with all this badgering and I apologize. I know it’s all too little, too late and you’ve moved on. I do want to be friends, if you’ll let me. I just can’t handle another year where you’re not a part of my life. It’s unbearable. Keeley: It really was. Roy: If you want to get coffee sometime, or something (call back to when he asked her out in S1), just let me know. It won’t be a date. Just as friends. Keeley (nodding, equal parts relieved and disappointed): Okay. Roy walks away, they’re in the car park. Keeley calls his name and runs up to him. Kisses his cheek. Obviously there’s still something there, but they’re just gonna have a different start this time. A slow build, rather than an intense start.

Miscellaneous Complaints:

I would’ve added at least another 20 minutes to the finale. How the team reacts to Ted leaving. And I think he should leave, I think he should go back to Kansas and there should be a little time jump. Michelle tells him she knows he’s unfulfilled, Henry saying he misses visiting him in Richmond. This decision is good for literally no one when you actually see it through. It’s a nice gesture but ultimately it’s meaningless.

The way Nate is just there is so unsatisfying to me. He’s such an important character in the show and the finale paid him dust.

What happened with Bex and the other girl when they spoke to Rebecca? There was no resolution there.

BEARD AND JANE ARE NOT COUPLE GOALS. Why does the narrative simultaneously acknowledge that she straight up sucks but never give Beard the push to leave her???? I just straight up do not get it.

In conclusion, I see the vision but the execution was horrible and I don't understand how this is supposed to stick the landing. I genuinely believe they'll announce a Richmond spinoff, especially given Ted's note on Trent's manuscript. Although I do not think that the team's future is anything like the one Ted dreamt about on the plane. Those were the wishes he had for them. I look forward to reading the fics where he's dead wrong and Rebecca drags him back by his moustache hair

#ted lasso #ted lasso spoilers #roykeeley #keeley jones #roy kent #rebecca welton #tedbecca

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kolachess · 15 days

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Qiubing Chinese Fic Recs: What if rewrites

Sharing some more Qiubing fic recs from Lofter! Remember, these fics are written in Chinese, and so if you want to read them, you'll have to suffer some terrible MTL (or be able to read Chinese). Note: I’ve found that Safari’s built in translation seems to fare better than Google, as the names are least translated properly. I haven’t played around with other translators.

This round is focused on some of the (many) 'what if?' themed rewrites, which I'm currently obsessed with (in case you missed my first rec). Most of these involve rebirth / time-travel / consciousness returning to a previous part of the timeline. (Reborn here means to have been reborn into an earlier time.)

Note: Lofter is similar to Tumblr, and authors post chapters in individual blog posts. To find later chapters of the same work, just navigate to the author's page and search through blog titles with the same title (usually they'll number it somehow). Also, these titles tend to be more descriptive like a prompt rather than function like AO3 poetic titles.

Disclaimer: Crappy title translations and rough synopsis are mine... don't judge too hard 🤣). These synopsis notes are more for me to remember what the story is about... Also, my criteria for good Chinese fics is simply not being too OOC, and NO easter egg BS (i.e. the author basically tries to make money off of their fic by hiding majority of the story behind a paywall). My Chinese is too crappy to pick out good prose vs. bad prose haha.

Title TL: Sickly kitty, acting mode is on (WIP)

(AKA: What if Li Bing had returned to Shendu after those three years still sickly and with white hair, if he never entered Dalisi, but knew a lot of things?)

Synopsis notes: Mostly a canon rewrite, but with a LB who has white hair and prone to illness. LB still ends up involved in all the cases, but there's slightly less animosity between our favorite pair and more of QQZ trying to look after LB.

Title TL: Reborn before any tragedy occurs; this time we must have satisfaction (WIP)

(AKA: What if Li Bing's consciousness returns to a time when no tragedy had yet occurred?)

Synopsis notes: LB returns back to before their country started the war, before his father died, and before he parted with QQZ. He implores his father and QQZ to investigate the suspicious nature of the war, and thus they embark on more investigations. Features a stubborn LB, protective but indulgent QQZ, LB crossdressing as a woman because Wang Qi isn't there, redeemed Chen Jiu...

Title TL: What if after General Qiu died, Li Bing was reborn? (COMPLETE)

(AKA: What if LB returns to when he first took up his post as the Vice Minister of Dalisi?)

Synopsis notes: LB returns to when he first returned to Shendu and took on the Vice Minister post. Features a calm and shameless tease LB and a QQZ trying his best to remain unaffected and maintain a charade. LB keeps sneaking into QQZ's room in the middle of the night...

Title TL: If you eat (my) Li family's bing (cake), then you become my (Li Bing's) person (WIP)

(AKA: What if QQZ's consciousness returns to when he first met LB?)

Synopsis notes: QQZ returns to when he first met LB and tries to cue him into the conspiracy earlier and prevent all tragedies from happening. Features QQZ centric POV, which is a fresh take! Of course, doting and indulgent QQZ as always...

Title TL: A reborn Li Bing will definitely force Qiu Qingzhi to spill the beans (COMPLETE)

(AKA: What if LB was reborn to three years prior as QQZ returns from war and manages to force him to speak the truth instead of avoiding him?)

Synopsis notes: LB returns to when QQZ just returned from war and stubbornly refuses to let the guy ghost him. Featuring an alive and doting papa Li, sickly and fragile LB (no cat form), doting / protective / occasionally teasing QQZ, Yi Zhihua becoming bffs with LB (much to QQZ's chagrin), and everyone is happy.

#white cat legend #qiubing #li bing #qiu qingzhi #邱饼 #大理寺少卿游 #lofter recs

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militantinremission · 1 month

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The Sunday News Shows were pretty interesting...

Sen. Marco Rubio goes on 'This Week' & speaks about a "Pro- Hamas Wing"(?). He's obviously Pro- Israel, but he tries 2 equate 1,200 Israeli deaths (hundreds killed by 'Friendly Fire') & the relocation of 90,000 Israeli squatters w/ over 30,000 dead Palestinians & the relocation of over 1.5 Million Gazans. Netanyahu faces criminal charges when he leaves Office, so he's motivated 2 keep his Campaign of Genocide going. Netanyahu & the Likud Party's lust 4 a 'Greater Israel' has made Bibi determined 2 force the Palestinian Population on Egypt, & Marco Rubio seems okay w/ that.

Sen. Rafael Warnock appeared on 'Face The Nation', & pretty much echoed Sen. Rubio on Israel. He called 'The State' of Israel an Ally, but R they? The History isn't lining up w/ the Washington D.C. narrative. AIPAC is definitely getting their money's worth! Warnock then stumbled over the question of Black Voter Apathy. Blackfolk want Freedom of Expression more than the Right 2 Vote 4 Anti Black Racist 'A' or Anti Black Racist 'B'... What's his view on Black Business & Job Development in Georgia? What about Black Home Ownership? Can We get ALL of these bootlicking Ministers out of Our Politics? We need POLICY, not Sermons. How many of them actually LIVE in 'The Hood'?

Following a curious disclaimer by Kristen Welker, she proceeded 2 grill Former RNC Chairwoman & Current NBC Contributer, Rona McDaniel on 'Meet The Press'. Nothing out of the ordinary 4 Kristen, but her Panel took it up a notch. Chuck Todd started by saying NBC owed Kristen an apology 4 interviewing McDaniel(???) He went on 2 slam his 'colleague' & question NBC's decision to hire her. The other Panelists more or less agreed w/ Chuck... I found that curious. NBC has been criticized 4 its Democratic Party affiliation; Chuck Todd came across like a 'Cool Kid' who didn't want Rona McDaniel sitting @ his lunch table. I thought they were supposed 2 B 'Teammates' who agree 2 disagree... I found Myself thinking about The NY Yankees acquiring Roger Clemens. Imagine if the Players shunned 'The Rocket', bcuz of his actions during his tenure w/ the Boston Red Sox? He 'beaned' A LOT of them over the Years... Where R the Adults in The Room?!

It's pretty clear that The Powers That B believe that They have dumbed down & polarized the American Public, 2 the point that Proxies call tell Us anything. Meanwhile, Conspiracy Theories of a Cancelled 2024 Presidential Election R growing. When Alexa & Siri both have it in their Algorithm, that's cause 4 concern. Nevermind the Fact that Joe Biden just signed the 2023 Budget @ the end of the 1st Quarter of 2024. When can We expect the 2024 Budget 2 B passed? Congress is awash in Lobbyist $$$, & Our Elected Officials R actually Corporate Vassals. This degree of decadence destroyed Rome, Mali, & Kongo; America is walking the same path. The Southern Invasion is only speeding up a historical Cycle.

I have said that 2024 is a Year of Affirmation, & it's clear what Politicians R affirming. Lucky 4 Us, Real Change doesn't come from Congress, it comes from The Streets.

-It's gonna B a HOT SUMMER Family!

#LifeInBizarroWorld #Kakistocracy #AnotherHotSummer

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forwritingisdreaming · 2 months

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In some cases (other dramas), the scene with which ep 8 ended would not be picked up in the next episode, as if we're done and over with it. That approach often leaves me a tad dissatisfied.

I am so glad this drama did not abandon it. I am glad that ep 9 gave the matter the time and space it needed, seeing it through. It was lovely and sad, and authentic. Beautifully written and acted.

As to the rest, I don't find that Hee-Soo acts without thinking. She knows who she plays against, and she is capable of assessing the risk. But she does seem to subscribe to the idea that it's always possible to save a cornered stone. So, she tries.

For the Qing to wage a war, they would need to know that the Princess isn't who she says she is. (After all, the envoy has already seen her as "she is".) For that to happen, the minister needs to spill the beans. Doing so directly to the Qing would put his own position in danger, and that's not what he would want. Hee-Soo's plan isn't irrational, and she's ready for a sacrifice. The game isn't over until it's over.

Also, I don't believe the prince and the princess are regarded as children in that day and age, and they did have the final say.

#captivating the king #kdrama

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azuredragoonterra · 9 months

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Alright fuckers time for the most cursed shit you've read today.

Sonic characters replacing the Berserk cast.

Its litterally just Berserk but instead the characters are Sonic dudes. Fuck my brain for coming up with this.

(Also to clarify, I'm not trying to draw meaningful parallels between the characters here, I'm just tossing them into the fiction blender and setting it to 10)

Alright so Guts=Shadow is so fucking obvious I don't even have to say it. Who the fuck else is gonna be that angsty and tragic.

This means logically we need to make Griffith=Sonic. It might hard to imagine the blue blur in such a villainous role, but like, he's pretty hard-lined about his ideals of freedom and independence. I could see him wanting to build a kingdom outta that. (Also he was voiced by Jason Griffith like c'mon this shit writes itself)

Casca=Amy is probabaly hella controversial but hear me out. She needs to idolize Sonic but still be able to form a strong emotional connection to Shadow. Take the badass leader role she took up in the IDW resistance/restoration and she fits like a glove. (Before you ask, I'm not writing this to ship shadamy, I'm just sick in the head.)

Ok so Rickert has gotta be Tails right? Like we've got our little inventor fox, idolizes Sonic, but ultimately has to find his own strength. Oh and can you imagine the slap?! Oblitetate that blue twink you funky lil fox!

Nearly forgot Puck! Initially I thought all the elves would just be Chao but then I realized... he's Chip from Sonic Unleashed. Chip as Puck is nearly 1 to 1 honestly.

E-123 Omega can be Zodd, why not. Big murder man who wants a good fight...

Shit wait maybe he should be Zavok... fuck that makes so much sense...

The Godhand are all just gonna be various eldritch super sonic bosses. Chaos, Iblis, Dark Gaia, etc. Make Void=Infinite for bonus irony points in the name.

The idea of evil is The End

Femto will be played by Neo Metal Sonic. I love the idea that Griffiths transformation made him cold, inhuman, not himself. While still obviously being who he always was underneath. Also keeps with the rest of the godhand being final bosses. Jumping forward a bit, I think when he reincarnates he oughta appear as super sonic constantly.

Ok we got the ever-green characters outta the way let's get granular.

The band of the hawk as Sonic bitches

So I don't wanna put too many iconic characters in the band and the actually relevant characters are sparce so real quick...

Corkus can be Fang/Nack. Cus he's a weasley little bitch (affectionate)

To that end let's keep team Hooligan connected and have Pippin be Bark the polar bear.

Gaston as Bean? Dude I got nothing gaston was kinda just there

Judeau however? Espio. Knife throwing.

While we're in the golden age...

Minister foss is Orbot

Charlotte's uncle, the guy Guts assassinates? Dr. Starline

Queen of Midland... Rouge? I deadass have nothing else for Rouge.

You can probabaly guess who the king and Charlotte are but they are at the bottom of the list for dramatic / comical /gross out effect.

Guts JRPG party as Sonic bozos.

Farnese shall be Blaze. They've got an affinity for fire, confidence issues, noble status, and a religious affiliation (blaze as guardian of the Sol emeralds, close enough)

Serpico is definitely Silver then. His close relationship to Farnese/Blaze as well as somewhat whimsical attitude all line up well. And Silver's telekinesis lines up well with Serpico's eventual wind powers.

Speaking of religious affiliations, Azan can be Knuckles! Hes goofy but strong and devoted to his cause.

Isidro has gotta be Charmy Bee. No not JUST because hes an annoying little shit... also cus his bee stinger subs in well for a dagger.

Shireke is gonna be Cream the Rabit. Mostly this is an in-joke on Creams high power in gameplay, and it also let's her elf Comapnion be played by Cheese the Chao.

By extension to the above. Flora ends up being Vanilia. I ALMOST decided skullknight would he vector just to continue the milf-hunter crocodile joke but came up with something better.

Ok if you've survived this far let's get into the dumb shit cus ohhh I've got some dumb shit.

SkullKnight is Big the Cat. I want all of his ominous warnings in the dopeyist voice possible. Also when he pops his helmet open to eat a Behliet (chaos emerald) it turns out it's actually just froggy in there.

Eggman is the King of Midland, SAGE is Charlotte. I'm sorry for all of the mental images this may have conjured.

Speaking of awful mental images, Gambino is Gerald Robotnik tortured over the death of his Granddaughter Maria when she caught the plague after taking in Shadow. This of all things is the one thing my brain automatically re-writes to make less weird. They ain't fucking.

That said? Gerald did make a deal... a transaction one might call it, with a certain Black Doom in sonic itself... I'm not elaborating yall can figure it out, yuck.

Elaine, aka broken Casca, is mid 2000s Amy when she had no good character traits. (Except elaine is still somehow like a million times better.)

The moonlight boy is a sonic Chao

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